Every day after school I put on my play clothes and head out back to the spray paint station. The samples are piling up. Painting, writing, spraying, stenciling, inking. Everything.
And that includes dreaming breaks where I stop to ponder my upcoming 45 day vacation. Many days unwinding slowly, leisurely. Plenty of art-making, no talking, no being talked to. Perfect.
MARY ANN MOSS
I just had to go look that word up… apurate..
Random gratitude: Thanks for sharing your playlist – I have enjoyed being turned on to music new to me. I like your style! And your generous heart – as made evident by this blog on several levels. Shine on!
Every day after school I walk home from the busstop and when I get home mom has out on the table one Twinkie and one plastic glass with seven-up in it.
so I think I should already have the punchinella. nuff said.
Are your play clothes colorful with spray spatters? Do you have spray shoes? I remember my father’s work shoes (he was an artist and a sign painter) gaily decorated with a spectrum of tiny paint dots. We also had a floor intentionally spattered with colors.