I consider myself a very very fortunate person to have experienced a respectable amount of places and things, and encountered some incredible people, all in the course of 20 years.
Despite feeling stalled by some rather limited facilities, and a relative lack of communication, my mind's still racing, and I'm practically foaming at the mouth to get back into practice. That being said, in my isolation, and being as young, green, and desperate for life experience as I am, I went off on a whim and now find myself potentially apprenticing for a pastel maker. If any of you aren't familiar with Henri Roché pastels, try to be---that's all I'm saying. I managed to get a hold of a few second-hand on eBay several months ago, and I believe them to be some of the most exquisite things that have ever rested in my hands. I have yet to visit the shop in Paris, but I feel as though it will overwhelm me more than even a mosaic tile library had in Venice. It is currently operated by a single person, Isabelle Roché, who is maintaining her family's long legacy of making artists go absolutely gaga.
Here's the site: www.lamaisondupastel.com/en
P.S.---If any of you happen to know anybody in Paris who would be willing and able to house yours truly, at a reasonably price, from the end of June to the end of August, I'm currently on the hunt for a residence.
P.P.S.---Please don't mind all of the hypotheticals, as they are my verbal equivalent to "knock on wood."