|I think the laughter had something to do with fostering newborn kittens?|
And then there's the overly sentimental issue- I'll miss Steve TenEyck's sabbatical in London in spring 2013. I was one of Steve's first lighting design students in Ithaca. We go so far back that I remember the master class he taught when he was invited from the job search to teach lighting design at IC. Steve helped mentor me through my undergraduate education. I would so love to audit his class next spring! What do you think, Steve? He won't be the first of my own IC professors doing a stint at the ICLC during my front office tenure. I say in all seriousness that my social life had a hole in it until Greg Robbins took me mudlarking on the banks of the Thames. Jack Hrkach got to spend a year here living in the roof garret of the ICLC, and I really miss the warmth of hearing his jazz music in the evening come subtly down the stairs of the flat and into the third floor hallway.
|Kenneth is no less disapproving in a handmade blanket.|
While here I have loved meeting the visiting faculty who have come over. I've loved climbing steep and wind-swept hills, doing my best not to speak my broken German in Paris and sneaking up on students to take awkward photos for the end of term slide show. After all, documenting life around the London Center was part of my job. And speaking of which, I'll miss this blog massively. When Skint was turned into I See Elsie, I imagine Bill felt a small pang of loss. Perhaps he was a little relieved, but he had been a driving force behind Skint for most of his time as Director. Now I'm handing over the username and password of Elsie. Aside from a creepy presence in the creaking basement floorboards and in the phone lines, this blog is Elsie's main incarnation. She also discovered Facebook and Twitter, but this is where she was born. Sarah and I created a test post one afternoon and we never looked back. Now Elsie's a few years old and I'm already feeling the pangs of missing her. Bill has been an unfalteringly good sport about being the subject of one facetious blog post after another. This blog would be half the size it is without his patience.
|The Fantastic Four? I think so!|
And finally, I'd like to thank Evie Blackburn for helping me get a foot in here in the first place. Without her I might still be selling cake south of the river. On to new adventures!