The theme for May was “Can’t resist this!” and today I spent some happy hours in my studio armed with the usual junk mail, glue stick and markers. It did not turn out like the image which I had in my mind, but that’s part of the fun isn’t it.
I can’t resist colours and shapes and pillows and light and textures and patterns and space and movement and imagination and a few pieces of chocolate (although mine are low on sugar).
This morning my heart was full of spring and new beginnings and it shows in the colours. That’s another thing I can’t resist: letting little pieces of my soul seep into my work.-)
What I really have a hard time resisting is this little one.We were celebrating grandson’s 4th birthday last Tuesday with his friends from kindergarten at a gigantic indoor playground. 5 happy boys, full speed ahead with us grownups getting the workout of our lives trying to keep track of them. Then this man, a totally stranger, yanked grandson out of a tunnel while my daughter was standing right there, and dislocating grandson’s elbow doing so. So, while the rest of the boys continued having fun, the birthday boy spent the rest of his party at the ER getting his elbow reset.
I was so mad! Who would jerk any 4 year old by the arm, let alone someone they don’t even know! I tracked the man down, ready to give him a piece of my mind, but he was holding his little daughter on his arm. All I could do was politely tell him that he had injured our birthday boy who now was at the hospital in a lot of pain. No “I’m so sorry”, no “how is he doing”; I had to walk away, fuming with anger. Oh, how I wish I wasn’t so well mannered all the time.
The arm is doing just fine by the way and grandson seems totally un-traumatized by the incident; he’s such a brave little soul. I, however, am still furious with a stranger.