Touch - Class 1/24/17


The word for this week is "touch." It is interesting to take the course again this semester -- a number of things that I had assumed were improvisational were actually intentional. For example, we are starting this semester with the same word that we began last semester with.

This drawing (colored pencil with ink pens) is of the Santa Monica Mountains. I was able to complete a two day/two night backpacking trip with mom, brother, and partner in January over winter break. While we weren't able to hike as long or as far as I had originally wanted because it started raining in the late afternoon on our second day and I was worried that my mom would slip and fall, it was still a very good trip. I hope that we can do more of the Backbone Trail in late May, when the days will be longer (and rain free!) but still cool enough to enjoy.

The drawing relates to the word touch because it is pretty rough and handmade looking. It also relates to the feeling of being able to get out and go backpacking with my mom... since she is not well. I get my love of hiking from her... especially for these mountains which I grew up doing day hikes in.

Finally, I wanted to include a picture from yesterday's march in Oakland with two of my closest friends in Berkeley (Annie and Laura). We made our signs the night before along with some other friends. I expect there will be a lot more to protest this semester.


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