mi chiamo katerina

Have I mentioned that EVERYONE calls me KATERINA. I hate that name. My Italian teacher, Francesco, calls me Katerina—fine. NOW, because I hate that name ALL of my friends in Italian class AND my roommates call me that blasted name that is not mine.

This week was midterm week—I just finished. Two of my midterms were in class essays in Italian. I am drained. The best part of midterms week was probably the study groups; we have fun. Surrealist games have come back into my life!!! We played them during a study group the other day and are planning to again at the Saturday Cookie Party!! I feel some BIG BOOTY coming on!!! I do not think my Perugia friends understand how much I love these ridiculous games!

Painting is going well. I am working on a project of portraits. The project basically involves a TON of portraits—some sittings as long as an hour, other 4 minutes. I am a tad nervous about loosing some technical aspects of my art BUT I am having a blast! Very generous souls are donating two hours of their time to me starring at them with a brush in my hand and a canvas in front of me. I am in the middle of a large portrait of Bettylou—aprox 3x4. . . Before next class I am going to start a self-portrait the same size--I am always there. Next Tuesday I am presenting my work to the beginning painting class--that will be a good experience.

It is raining in Perugia. Surprise.

Going to Cortona Saturday (I WILL take the right train!!!!).

Leaving for Praga next Tuesday night!!! WOOOO HOOO