I started my internship at the San Diego Sculptors Guild this month.
My days consist of general handiwork, posting on their social media, and observing/conversing with the sculptors.
They’re a strange, privileged group. Most of them are pessimists. Almost all of them value self-survival over community.
It’s hard to trust anything these people say, after they’ve misjudged your perseptiveness.
But I still get work done, and I’m turning these lemons into lemonade.