Quince came home and stated that she was not nearly as good an artist as the other girls in her class. I said I found that very hard to believe because she is in fact so creative. But she insisted that the other girls were better at coloring. With a little more probing I discovered that what she meant was that they could bang out a color by number Jesus in no time flat without going outside the lines. My father is rolling over in his grave!!
I especially like his facial hair-- sort of a soul patch connected to giant mutton chops. Very hip!
ReplyDeleteQuince's grandfather might be turning over in his grave but her maternal great-grandmother (aka Gaga) would be delighted. Gaga tried unsuccessfully to paint by number; to the best of my knowledge, nothing remains of her work...And how dare Peter usurp the right of your blood family to be the First Visitors!! Love to all, Ma
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