Class wise, I had a great day today. First and foremost I didn't wake up to my alarm blaring at 6:30 to only get dressed in the dark and sleep-walk to italian class. NOPE. NOT ANYMORE. I was able to change my class to 6:00 on monday and wednesday (that's right only 2 days a week, instead of 3!) So naturally, my day started out exceptionally well. My first class, we learned about Giotto and Dante and the different aspects in writing and art in the Renaissance. I haven't really learned much about this time period, so this will possibly be more of a difficult class, but a rewarding one. We are headed to Santa Croce next class, and that is one of many outside the classroom visits. Ever sense college, I have often found that classes would be better if we could actually visit the places we are learning about. It's really great to know that I finally get the chance. Then again, to me, that is one of the many gems of studying abroad.
Then I had cooking. Oh boy, did we make a masterpiece. Well, our professor happened to make it look pretty and know all of the recipes, etc. But again, I was amazed that took part in creating such a delicious meal. Our main dish was a turkey roll with prosciutto wrapped around that. Inside the roll was scamorza cheese and zucchini. All of the rolls were places on a bed of spinach. I don't remember the last time a had a meal with that much meat in it-- but it was incredible! We topped the dished with 2 fried spinach leaves (for decoration). For dessert we made Panna Cotta, sort of a vanilla bean gelatin served with strawberry and blackberry sauces. After watching our professor design her food in such a beautiful way, I decided to try my own food art. Although, I must say it was hard not just going ahead and eating both. After the meal, we all decided that we were really going to like this class. Go figure! Turkey, Proscuitto rolls and Pana Cotta and it's only the first day of cooking? If you would like to know the recipes to either of these, you are more than welcome to ask!
Last but not least, I headed over to Sketchbook in Florence. Today we worked with models and learned the ways of getting the right proportions in your drawings. I had a great time sketching and letting my hands go where they wanted to on the paper. We used charcoal, usually not my favorite medium, but for this assignment, it all just seemed to work. I must add that all of our models remind me of Lisbeth Salander. Thin, short black hair, dressed in dark clothes--- when I put that in my mind, it makes drawing seamlessly normal models into another Steig Larsson adventure...well, kind of.. At the end of the day (Dad- I added that phrase for you because I know how you love it so much) I really think I'm going to love this class. I took painting last semester and missed the stark bold strokes that a pencil or charcoal gives. I can give my drawings life and one can see the process. With paint, the "adventure" that went into the piece often disappears with the final strokes. There are no smudge marks or slightly visible erased lines. I love the gestural feel a sketch gives, and I'm excited to see the transitions and growth that will hopefully be noticeable in my sketchbook at the end of the semester.
I also must add something that just won't seem leave my mind... GO TO HELL DOOK.
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