SGC, in writing

Southern Graphics Council 2009:

I'm glad I went.

WHY?

I met some wonderful new friends. Yay new friends!

There's nothing like walking down the street in a city, seeing a group of people, and knowing that they are like you (as in, PRINTMAKERS). You can spot a gaggle of printmakers from a long way away.

Something odd happens when you put a bunch of artists together for a few days. There's a general feeling of crazy even if no one is saying or doing anything, it's like they're pumping something in the air. Or, to borrow from Snakes on a Plane, pheromones.

I learned how to flock and foil, even though the demo for flocking and foiling was really a long personal memoir with product placement. Honeybear.

I made some really good faces.

I bought an awesome hat for $2.97 and then it got really soaked in floor juice at drive by press. Now I guess I have to wash it.

I unknowingly trod the ground created and cantankerously defended by an ancestor of mine, Captain George Wellington Streeter. It's now called the Magnificent Mile, also referred to as Streeterville. Look this guy up. He was both a circus owner and a steam boat operator. The story is EXCELLENT. And according to family legend he's great-great-great uncle or something. He made a landfill on a sandbar and proclaimed it an independent District of the United States. Worthy, worthy ancestor.

I was proposed to as I sat in the common room of the 17th floor of the Hilton by a man leaving into the elevator. I turned him down as the door closed.

I spent some quality time with people whose company I enjoy.

I was physically picked up by new friend Crispin while dancing.

I met new friend Pippa who has seagulls on her be-crystalled cateye glasses.

I made off with some HOTT print ephemera (zines, patches, stickers!)

I found inspiration for making art to give to the world.

I came up with SO MANY IDEAS for projects I can't even begin to fathom how I'm going to do them all ever! Now I'll be more ADD, and my professors will be even more bemused. Oh dear. Sorry, Dear Professors.

I saw lots of bears and little girls. And other woodland creatures.

I fell in love with Chicago's architectural details.

I fell in love with REAL cities.

I fell in love with ART and ART PEOPLE.

I WANT TO JUST MAKE THINGS NOW. Make lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of things and never stop even to eat or sleep.

Or maybe I would stop to sleep because I really really like sleeping because I like to watch my dreams. They are better than any movie because only I can see them and I can sort of make them up myself in a way. More like I can nudge them along. And they're a one-time-only show with no script and once they're over they're gone.

I learned how to take pictures.