I hear your family reads tea leaves and can tell the future from a hand. And it’s been said that being mystic tends to make one altruistic; but insufficient evidence exists in proof of this and hence, moving forward, I must state it is a truth I must debate.
Your sister’s painting of the farm shows some skill, a certain charm, with animals in states of grace which normally is not the case. Stallion, bantam rooster, steer are not the best of friends, I fear. And that pig you lately ate likely knew its horrid fate.
I’ve no need to excoriate your peaceful kingdom, but of late realism is the trend in the paintings that I vend. It’s clear your sister did not foresee what my response was going to be, for her depictions of rural glee are not the canvasses for me.
There were a few costumes at my friend Audrey’s Halloween party that were like magnets to my camera. These two kept drawing my eye because every change of expression was magnified by the face paint. Somehow, these particular paint jobs rendered the wearers an incredible goofy sweetness that I couldn’t stop photographing. They are sort of eerily irresistible.
For other eerily irresistible costumes and faces, look HERE.
None of these ladies would formerly have identified themselves as painterly, but when three of them bid for a group art lesson at a local charity auction and invited the rest of us to attend the experience, we all had the chance to test our painterly acumen. As you might notice below, originality was neither called for nor tolerated. The nice lady at the far left directed our efforts, step by step, and the result was what you see far below.
Can you guess which three of these women are named Judy? You’ll recognize Marilyn looking much more like herself than in the Scrub Daddy post. The woman in yellow is my sister Patti, the tall pretty lady between them is my long time friend and college little sister, Patty. Marti, another best friend from college days onwards is next to our teacher and Jackie is in the horizontal stripes that bother my astigmatism no end. I am the too-short haircut between Jackie and Marilyn (sorry, Audrey).
Ta da!!! How many things can you find that we have in common in the photo? Yes, I cheated and made my moon a blood moon and my stars bleeding stars. I plan not to change my career plans as a result of this experience, but it was fun fun fun and I thank Marilyn, Patty and Patti for inviting us all. Eight participants and only 4 names between the eight of us. I once had three Pattys visit me at the same time. I find it a great boost to my ego that I didn’t get their names confused once.