upheaval

Our school will be in a different building next year [not to be confused with the new building we'll be in by 2010]. Thus the outrageous task of packing all of my books, plans, and crap treasures. And while we are not leaving behind anything close to a state-of-the-art facility, it has been our home. I've been aggravated about the boxing & sorting and such not because it's a nuisance as much as because I really will miss my rundown, no heater, broken blinds, busted light fixture, haunted by past students' complaints & jeers & chuckles & cheers old room.

Welcome to G-8.

The right side is exclusively for student works.
[I took that pic of the lightbulb at the Ace Hotel in Seattle;
the sign next to it says 'renegade brilliance']

The view out my north window

My space

Bare

Lonely

Goodbye