Crayola Crayons

Remember that crayon?

The cornflower blue crayon?

Remember how it was kind of translucent on the coloring page?

It was different from the other crayons.

I pressed that cornflower blue crayon so hard when I colored.
I wanted it to look like the other crayons.
But it never did.
My technique just made wax crumbs on my picture.

That was before I understood the beauty of translucence.

Now I know.

Cornflower blue earrings.

Luminescent in their translucence.

The voices...

Our Holiday Trunk Show is just around the corner.

My head is full of ad copy as I design the invitation.  

So many things to say.

So many sound cheesy.

 In my full head are the comments from my marketing professor,

the images from my photography class,

and the ideas from my computer graphics course.

None of these are helpful.

They are just more voices in my overstuffed head.

I think I'll go back to making earrings.

The invitations will wait until tomorrow.

Just for You

The first time I met Ellen, she was wearing a macaroni necklace.

Ellen is a magazine editor.

That magazine is based in New York City.

Ellen is also a mom.

A handful of gifts from my kids.

Olivia gave me nail polish for my birthday.

She loves giving gifts.

I either have the midas touch or a nicotine sparkle.

What is the most memorable gift you've been given?

Have you worn it?

Have you displayed it in your home?

Are you wearing it now?

Souvenirs and Memories

I usually like to pick up something memorable when I go on a trip.

A souvenir is tangible and reminds me of a special time.

In front of 82 Queen restaurant, celebrating Angela.

But I don't like trinkets.

I like shoes.

Shoes I keep for a very long time.

And when I wear them, I remember where I got them.

Like the shoes I got in Copenhagen.

True blue love from Demmark.

I brought home something different from Charleston.

And I will keep it for a very long time.

And when I wear it, I will remember where I got it.

My special souvenir this trip was an extra five pounds.

Dinner at the Swamp Fox restaurant with our friend, Chef Ryan.

Was it worth it?

You eat the food and Charleston and then let me know what you think.

Scary

Dear Lovely Young Art Teacher,
I completed my homework assignment.
I sat in front of a full length mirror,
book propped on my knees and against my reflection,
as I sketched my self-portrait.
It took a long time.
It took a lot of courage.
I hope you are never asked to do this.
When you are forty-something.
By a Lovely Young Art Teacher.

I now inform you in writing that I will be dropping
Visual Communications 124, Drawing.
Thank you for your time.
Sincerely,
Shattered Bubble

Tech School

Chattahoochee Technical College.

That is the name of the school I am attending.

I try to downplay the Tech part by drawing attention to the last two syllables of the school's first name.

You got it.

I was asked today, 

"Is this your first term?"

Well, yeah.

The first in this century.

Think about that.

Snowballs and Crunchy Leaves

Back to school.

Not the kids this time, but me.

Remember that reinvention thing that caught hold of me?

Well, it snowballed.

It's kind of like a big, fat, dirty snowball.
The sort we make in Atlanta with our inadequate snowfall.
Leaves and twigs and mud get stuck in our sad little snowmen.
As I return to the classroom after 20 years,
I feel a little like that out of place snowman. 

Visiting my Alma Mater and Rose last month.

My memory of back to school time is

the smell of freshly sharpened pencils,
the sound of leaves crunching under my boots,

and the soft yet rugged texture of my corduroy skirt.

This campus in Fall does not seem like a very distant memory.

This is what Lisa has to say about my adventure:

Did you get a new backpack yet? I remember the start of school in the crisp fall weather.  I used to put a velamint in my mouth and walk to the bus stop, breathing in the cool, fresh autumn air.  In my pale blue Lee corduroy overalls, I felt like the world was my oyster!!   I am going to wish for that feeling for you!!!

Hugs,

Lisa

 Maybe I'll get some velamints.

Do you think I should get some overalls as well?
Look out oyster!
Where's my backpack?

What comes to mind when you think of back to school time?