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i am in love with sol lewitt. i dont know if ive mentioned that, but i am. i went to dia:beacon today and got to see a huge, multi-room installation of some of his line explorations. absolutely amazing. insanely simple and really lovely. in fact most of dia was this way. bernd and hilla becher, joseph beuys, michael heizer, agnes martin, gerhard richter, fred sandback, richard serra, robert smithson… they were all fascinating and crushing and beautiful.

i am currently fantasizing about what my apartment will look like when i leave new haven. i am beginning to pick out colors for my bedroom (a few months ago it was chocolate brown and pale pale sea green, now it's a pale pink ceiling, a dark dark grey wall, and hints of navy and black and maybe orange or rust) and pick out furniture in my head. im straight-up obsessed. and im comfortable with this obsession. i was obsessed when i moved to new haven and i was able to arrange my place without buying anything but an overstuffed chair. this move, i'll likely sell most of what i have and start fresh. i am very excited by this prospect. i plan to buy quite a few things once i have a job and i plan to live off an air mattress and clothes folded in boxes until i can buy what i want. taking a limited number of items to a new city excites me. the idea of being less connected to the things around me makes me feel like ive made some progress in the last few years on my quest to pare down. of course, i wont be paring down long…