Golublog: An Anthropology Blog

I think of this as a sort of light, linen yellow. Daffodil. If that’s a color. I know where N is on the second floor of Hamilton, but to be honest there is only one thing that I remember (I think) about it: this is the place where, for god knows what reason, they store [...]

Oh the horror. I have a strong sense the M is cantaloupe, even though I have no memory of what is in it. Actually that is not true — I think it is art. But then again that might be N. Or vice versa. I am guess that M is art. I seem to remember [...]