I would just like to share this experience with all of you. This is my father, completely wasted at the Sting concert we went to a few months ago. Yes, he is the only one dancing. Yes, everyone is pointing and laughing at him. And yes, he is sloshing beer all over himself and Katie. All night he was being yelled at by security for apparently having too much fun and doing so in the walk way. I, personally, thought he was a delight. Unfortunately, he could not persuade the young security guard to dance with him.
Painting… January 29, 2013
I really want to keep painting, but I have nowhere to do it. Like I said, I’m waiting for the addition to set up my new art room, but how many years away is that? Right now all of my stuff is in storage so I don’t even have the ability to take my sketchbook and sketch a quick picture. My mom was telling me this morning that she thinks I should hijack the spare bedroom, for our non-existent guests, and throw a tarp down and get to it. What do you all think? I really want to, but I need a more permanent place and if we have company I don’t want to have to pack up all of my shit again…What to do…HELP!! If I get 30 yes votes, I will do it and start painting again. GO!