Art (or something) (or many things)

Oh! I did make a picture today. Or yesterday, rather. Before my world zoomed in and went all tiny.

I had to follow a photographer all around the campus. I hired him to shoot candids in the classrooms and throughout the school and he needed to be escorted and my assistant had a LASIK consultation and lunch with his grandparents and so it was up to me.

Clearly, I need at least one more minion. Preferably two. I'd like a minion to take care of the litterbox, because I just did that because it was extra stinky so I could smell it in the great room and good God Max what did you eat?

When that minion wasn't cleaning the litterbox he/she could do laundry, load and empty the dishwasher, balance the checkbook and pay bills, most of which I also had to do today instead of sitting on my ass and sobbing, which is what I felt like doing.

This post was supposed to be about the picture today but look at that. Minions and tragedy. I'm easily distracted. Or tired. Or sad. Or all three.

Today's picture (yesterday's, whatever) was made in the studio art classroom while my photographer worked. I can't do studio art but I love how a studio looks and feels. I need a real artist to work in my project room for like a year, then I'd kick her out but make her leave all her stuff (like glass jars with colorful paint dried all over) so I could feel artsy.

This is probably not a viable plan. (However, this might be a good time to confess to M that I think I made a mistake in painting the walls of my project room chocolate brown because it's too dark in there. The room is too small to carry it or something. And yes I know I said I wanted to try it because Ansel Adams said that chocolate brown walls are the best to hang black and white photographs and you encouraged me to give it a go and I'd like to remind you of that when I tell you I'm not liking that color and want something light. Also, I love you and I think you are the most wonderful, incredible, supportive and UNDERSTANDING husband in the whole world and did I tell you I love you? And also that I promise to never take interior decorating tips from Ansel ever again?)

I made some other pictures today, too, but I like this one the best. It looks like my heart feels right now: all messy and jacked up but colorful and with the potential to maybe, some day, make something beautiful.