it seems right that i post the last of my travel journal pages on the same day as i receive word from the school district that i’m to report back to my last school on monday. but wait! then i got a call from the vp at the school in chinatown where i taught for a year and a half and they need a 3rd grade teacher for the entire year. rama lama ding dong! my school future is looking brighter by the minute. hopefully the district will allow me to return to my old chinatown post. we’ll see!
i present the very last of my stockholm travel journal. i must tell you that at the conclusion of each travel journal i am so sick of looking at it that i am ready to fling it up up up and far far far away. thus continues the paradoxical love hate relationship with everything that is created. beginners might not be aware of this love/hate see-saw and might wrongly conclude that they suck. everything they make sucks. and everything they ever do will suck. so dear reader if this is you, let me assure you that you will find love again! and the really good part of this story is that you will find it with the exact same thing you previously thought was suckable.
if you are a more seasoned artist you will know of what i speak.
so with that, i close this travel sketchbook and stack it on the shelves with the others. done!