So, the end of the semester came and went, and I guess I survived because I'm sitting at home Christmas Eve full of chocolate and joy. Merry Christmas by the way! Here are a few pictures of the last remnants of my work.

Experimenting with mirrors, but my documentation is too MySpace.

I set up my installation in the shared space of the BFA studios.
 Space really affects the work. So, I'll need a lot more paper to fill Gallery 303.

I added more layers to these.

Maybe I got a little sentimental, because I just wanted to go home.

And, these didn't turn out as great as I hoped, but...I'm still thinking about these people.
They affected me deeper than the artwork may show.

I pushed the limit with my hand and had to give it a rest from cutting paper. Next semester I'll need to take it easier and employ help...If only I had a workshop full of art minions. I did, however, attempt the tissue paper paintings again. I'm pleased with how they turned out because I think I had a little more heart invested in them. And, I finished my book series as finished as I want to be.

I was home alone in my apartment for a week...and went a little crazy (artistically). I made an installation in my kitchen that eventually encroached upon the living room. I essentially destroyed my house with art. And, my hand might fall off as a result of cutting an inordinate amount of paper, but I like where this is going. I want to do more as soon as I physically can!

When I took a break from cutting out my words, I worked on these altered books that will showcase a portrait of individuals I met/interviewed in Germany this past summer.