Yesterday at Waldorf school, we got the 7th grade drawing lesson: The Renaissance, make your own art museum, from the enthusiastic Russian drawing instructor.
"As it is the renaissance, and you are renaissiance women, you will take on my roles in this class….
At this point, Katie leans over to me and says, “I think I would prefer to be a peasant. I like my tasks to be routine and punctuated by drunken festivals.”
"Fuck that, " I responded, "If we get to choose, I want to a Medici and pay people do this stuff for me."