I thought about taking a picture of it,
but it would make me want to cry every time I saw it.
Yesterday, I was working on a new painting.
I was working on the front lawn -
so I could fling paint without worry.
It's what I call *FUN*
I got me.
The grass.
The plants.
Hubs truck.
The house.
The rocks/boulders.
*giggles*
Anyway -
I had this wonderful idea for a painting.
It's a joke that hubs and I have from our trip to California in 2001.
It was going to be and abstract piece (splatter paint).
I did the base coat and was working on the main piece.
I had that 80% done.
*neighbor comes over with her kids (4)*
Mind you, my 4 year old was staying clear of the painting.
*with the mom standing there, I figured it would be safe to go inside and get a couple more colors*
A few seconds later, I open the front door to see her oldest daughter (5),
walking on my painting!
I gasp.
The mom said,
'oh, ______, Amy was working on something (laughs), can it be fixed'?
Yes, it can be fixed, not that I had planned to do so.
I rush inside and to the shower.
I wash it off, taking it back to bare bones.
The mom joked 'you could just work with her footprints and make it part of the painting'.
Me 'that's not the type of painting I wanted to do'.
You see.
Painting, is what I do.
It's all I know.
It's my thing.
To have someone insult me the way she did by walking on it.
(she is 5, she should know better).
I started over (after they left),
but I am not happy with it.
I don't think I can paint it now.
Well, not anytime soon.
I will have to lock it away in my mind,
til I am somewhat over it.
Anyway, I am not happy with the piece.
I want to burn it.
It's as if she spat on me.
It was the lowest form of insult I have ever had.
*am I being too dramatic?*
I DON'T THINK SO.
but it would make me want to cry every time I saw it.
Yesterday, I was working on a new painting.
I was working on the front lawn -
so I could fling paint without worry.
It's what I call *FUN*I got me.
The grass.
The plants.
Hubs truck.
The house.
The rocks/boulders.
*giggles*
Anyway -
I had this wonderful idea for a painting.
It's a joke that hubs and I have from our trip to California in 2001.
It was going to be and abstract piece (splatter paint).
I did the base coat and was working on the main piece.
I had that 80% done.
*neighbor comes over with her kids (4)*
Mind you, my 4 year old was staying clear of the painting.
*with the mom standing there, I figured it would be safe to go inside and get a couple more colors*
A few seconds later, I open the front door to see her oldest daughter (5),
walking on my painting!
I gasp.
The mom said,
'oh, ______, Amy was working on something (laughs), can it be fixed'?
Yes, it can be fixed, not that I had planned to do so.
I rush inside and to the shower.
I wash it off, taking it back to bare bones.
The mom joked 'you could just work with her footprints and make it part of the painting'.
Me 'that's not the type of painting I wanted to do'.
You see.
Painting, is what I do.
It's all I know.
It's my thing.
To have someone insult me the way she did by walking on it.
(she is 5, she should know better).
I started over (after they left),
but I am not happy with it.
I don't think I can paint it now.
Well, not anytime soon.
I will have to lock it away in my mind,
til I am somewhat over it.
Anyway, I am not happy with the piece.
I want to burn it.
It's as if she spat on me.
It was the lowest form of insult I have ever had.
*am I being too dramatic?*
I DON'T THINK SO.
3 comments:
I was thinking about it, and you should have left the footprints and then charged the mother for the piece. After all, if you go into an art store and break something, you have to pay for it. I bet the mother would think twice before letting her child run wild again.
Wow! You have a fabulous blog! I’m an author and illustrator and I made some awards to give to fellow bloggers whose sites I enjoy. I want to award you with the Creative Blog Award for all the hard work you do!
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~Deirdra
Yikes! I would totally be pissed too. She obviously has no idea of a thing called respecting other peoples property OR teaching your child manners. I don't blame you for being unable to work on it now. It's been tarnished. So sorry Amy!
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