A sweet surprise.

2 am this morning, romping across Avenue A—after the crosstown bus unexpectedly turned off 14th street—I just happen to step up on the curb and to my sweet surprise, I see this at my feet...

My boyfriend Ashley and my initials from 5 years ago! My god, I totally forgot we ever did that!

What a coincidence, because last week, while digging through old boxes of my junk, preparing for a giant tag sale at my parents house, I was reminded again of that year (2004) from another sweet surprise, when I pulled out this scrap print, an acid etching from a studio class in college...

Oh Ashley pants... it's been a while!