view "At home after Tuesday's class, Caydance was remembering the afternoon buzz of studio activity as students began designing ephemeral zines, alternative comic books, and/or surprising mail art-circulated projects.

Some were so engrossed in their work that they heard or saw nothing else; others were bantering with each other about the content. But emerging from the class crits environment, she wasn't inclined to talk to the public about student projects until the students themselves were ready to release them.

arrow The telephone rang just as with beer and snacks, she was looking out the window at the peaceful view of San Francisco Bay.