The other day I was looking for something in the garage. The only thing that scares me more is Tim’s walk-in-closet. That isn’t Tim’s fault. I’m scared of that thing even when it’s empty–for no apparent reason.
I didn’t find what I was looking for, but I found lots of other stuff. A sketchbook and some Prismacolor art markers from my late friend Steve R, some sketches I did back in the eighties, and this little painting on a piece of scrap wood:
It’s something my nephew Jess painted, no doubt when his mother and I were going through a crafty phase in the early nineties. I understand why I kept it–I really like it! Now it’s going to hang in my office.
Jess’ painting is wonderful.
It will look beautiful in your office!
And he was probably only ten when he did it–just fooling around with whatever crafty things were nearby.
-for no apparent reason.
I laugh every time I read this.
I try to use it often. =)
Wow. That’s stunning. I’m stunned.
I hope he’ll see that I saved it!