Sept. 11

7th Anniversary of 911. The present: SVA, Darlin's studio. Studying French, him charcoaling away at his easel. Radio Dept. floating in the atmosphere. Half-eaten sandwich and this notebook on my lap. Handwritten flashcards... un bon mari, a good husband. Soundwaves of electronic birdchirps coming from the speakers. It's hot in here. We need to open a window. The smell of turpentine is not so strong anymore. Sandwich gone, break over, back to studying...