Finished reading The Roots of Romanticism by Isaiah Berlin. Wonderful book.
Have begun compiling illustrations and designing page layouts for a before-semester zine.
Had a day full of dread today. Good fodder for real work to get done. Egads.
Put a small chunk into Dr. Barnes’ book on art, in preparation for a class I’ll be taking from a Dr. Perthes at the Barnes Museum forthcoming.
Tonight some travelers will be coming through. One’s a student I’m familiar with and the other is a friend of hers. They’ll be staying for a few nights tentatively before their housings get situated elsewhere. I don’t know the situation in full, but, such is living in a home of love.
