today my intermediate photo class went on a field trip with the intermediate painting and sculpture classes. michael (my painting teacher) drove the van and said that if anything happened to us the whole art department would be gone. we went on a tour of the private colleges in the area that i do not attend, lewis and clark, and marylhurst. there were art installations in both places that we went to. and we walked around the campuses and michael told us stories about portland. he reminds me of my dad SO much, they talk exactly the same and have so many of the same opinions. i like him. he took us on some non-art related detours, like a tour through a scary gated community of mcmansions in lake oswego. and we went to a big old garden overlooking the river and wandered around the paths for a while. it was kind of raining/dripping and everything was really green.

after i got back i went to yoga. the teacher must know how stressed out everyone is, because we just did some relaxed stretching and "position flows" today. and he let us lie on the floor for longer than usual in corpse pose while he gave one of his inspiring soliliqueys about "finding the place inside yourself where you feel safe" and "feeling the support of the ground and the fullness of the breath". i like that stuff. i also like it when he says "come to the front of your space" (saying space instead of mat). it sounds more philosophical than it really is.