from a photograph of The Sartorialist, scraperboard
I don't know what happened to me today or what I put in my coffee this morning.
I was at my art class earlier finishing a work (the one above) when my mouth opens and blabs out:
Can you give me a design project?… I finish work at 3… I have SOOO MUCH FREE TIME. (Now in my mind this means something like this: a collection to draw, outfits to coordinate on paper, some fashion illustration).
She (my art class teacher) (who knows me since forever) (who is my biggest mentor) stops for a second and goes:
Make me a bag.
That has a place for a cell phone. And a lunch. And a wallet adjusted inside. That is big and soft. With adjustable straps.
So I'm sitting there, smiling.
PEOPLE, see you in one year. I have a bag to make.