Wind Storm

This was a present for my cousin's birthday. I could see her using a windy day to dance with the stars. Happy Birthday, my beautiful and talented cousin!


Dancing Stars: Part 1

This week my morning walks to work have greeted me with rain and wind. Fortunately, I walk with a bright pink umbrella borrowed from my roommate. Drawing inspiration from my walk and utilizing the lack of social activity filling my evening, I watched a movie and painted.

I wrote this on the back of my painting:

I would rather learn from one bird how to sing than teach 10,000 stars how not to dance.

I have been told that something this cute doesn't function well alone and that he could use a few friends. I wouldn't mind looking at an army of silly, dancing stars.


Tuesday Night

Setting: I live with three counselors. Tonight I came home to my roommates watching a movie.

Me: "What are you watching?"

RMs3: "Interrogation"

Me: "What's it about?"

RMs3: "A therapist."

/look from one roommate to the other/
/burst out laughing/