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Today, by contrast with yesterday, started off with a bad dream about some residential activity which was perfectly awful but which I could not leave on account of the gates being guarded, and continued through a rottenly unproductive morning to a moderately satisfactory afternoon. I wrote six lines of a mezuzah, read half a page of a dull rabbinic dispute in which all the parties seem to have the same name, did some admin (but not nearly enough), and glumped around. Quantities of sugar and tea didn't help (this is hardly surprising when you think about it, but today wasn't very cerebral).
Afternoon classes were okay though. Funky Manuscripts class got into a fun tangent about the scribal arts, and the professor described a process he'd seen of writing Torahs fast: they made a huge transparency of a sheet of Torah, by photographing a sefer, and put the transparency on a light box, and wrote over that. Tracing is ever so much faster than writing, and a good deal more accurate than copying from a sheet in a different place. Fun, huh?
Afternoon classes were okay though. Funky Manuscripts class got into a fun tangent about the scribal arts, and the professor described a process he'd seen of writing Torahs fast: they made a huge transparency of a sheet of Torah, by photographing a sefer, and put the transparency on a light box, and wrote over that. Tracing is ever so much faster than writing, and a good deal more accurate than copying from a sheet in a different place. Fun, huh?
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