Come Doused in Mud*

Good morning Sunday. I don’t usually write on Sunday. I consider it my day off. But I didn’t write Saturday, because I got up late and then had to get out of here for a social event. No way! I know. It’s crazy.

But honestly, I didn’t get anything done on Friday after school except some work and going to see the man’s band play. After that, sleep. Sleep. And sleep. All the sleep I didn’t do during the week.

So instead, yesterday morning, I picked up my birthday friend and dragged her, with her art degree in painting, and we went to a bar to paint someone else’s vision.

Except, if you know us at all, you know we won’t be listening to the teacher. Much.

So you can see the teacher on the left and her sample on the right. And what she’s telling the students to do.

Neither of us understood the stripey thing, so we kinda blew that off.

You can’t make us. Laurette’s is on the left; mine is on the right. Then we did consider other options besides the tree…like a dinosaur. I was going to do the silhouette of a woman, but this is going in my prep room at school, so kids will see it.

Notice the glass of wine in the left hand. That might be the only way to do this shit.

Not bad. Certainly it was relaxing and amusing to hang out. Although I’m pretty sure she needed a nap afterwards. That’s how we know we’re old. We can’t drink in the middle of the day without a nap.

We were at Twisted Taps…and there’s a Gloria Muriel mural on the left. I feel like I recognize the other two artists as well…but can’t remember their names.

OK, thank you Google. Erin Yoshi did the giraffe…and Amandalynn did the butterfly piece. Very cool.

On the way home, I saw one of the neighborhood goats.

Good way to control all those weeds.

I eventually quilted for about an hour. I’m most of the way through the 3rd side, with a little incursion into the design.

Probably there’s another two hours to go on this…at least. I’d like to get it done tonight. We’ll see. I’ve got a ton of schoolwork to get through first.

Then we went out to a small opening in a garage…this is Cindy Zimmerman and her distinctive pieces…they are all saints.

Good little show. Then dinner and trying to stay awake. I quit trying and gave my body what it needed. Sleep! Bless it. OK, off to work on many things.

*Nirvana, Come As You Are

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