So, it is with a perverse sense of .. well, pleasure... that I walk around West Berkeley (mostly industrial, can be cheap.. shhh) and read artists flyers selling artists supplies they dont need.
Heh. Doesnt matter. I cant afford any of it either.
Not right now.
On the corner of Sixth and University:
One has listed on his/her's extremely well-designed flyer - "flat file furniture, drafting table, art supplies, rock..."
Thats why I busted out laughing at a busy street corner this morning. :-)