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Oct 07
Uncategorized a warmy fuzzy bathroom, my friend Franz, peppermint tea, procrastination, two nights of not enough sleep No Comments
In my very short career as a painter, I have learned an important fact: When you spread newspaper on the ground as a drop cloth, your cats will love you forever. They will not leave the newspapers in tact because they just know there is something they want underneath those big pieces of paper, but they will love you forever for their new toy. Another important fact: I need an easel.
I’ve been working on homework tonight, occasionally looking longingly at the painting I started. The creative suite has stumped me, so I had to give up on that particular assignment (I was working ahead and brainstorming) for the time being.
And now, for a letter of apology to Franz Kafka:
Dear Franz,
I know that I have not been giving you the time you need; you might even say I’m ignoring and avoiding you. Please know that I love you. I even read “The Judgment” and “The Country Doctor” with some small amounts of relish. But I cannot bring myself to find joy in rereading “The Metamorphosis.” I am too grossed out by Gregor Samsa as a bug, and am taken aback by his pure lack of concern for his situation.
It doesn’t help that you follow on the heels of Hemingway. Ah, Hemingway. Next to Ernest (“My ideal has always been to love someone of the name of Ernest” ~Oscar Wilde’s Gwendolyn), your prose feels overloaded, like an old woman with an armful of fruit. There is something beautiful about it, but you can see the struggle, know that pretty soon it will all fall from her arms and go rolling down the street.
Ah, Franz, you try to ply me with your surreal images, and I am constantly digging for the secret. And I suppose its all well and good that you’ve got my attention, but I just can’t help it. You are like Death by Chocolate pie, and all I want is a slice of apple. Just too much, Franz, too much.
Sincerely,
Meredith
Now for the self portraits: Monday’s, in honor of my activity of choice, is a paintbrush, which I “painted” using art rage, some new software I’m trying to figure out. Today’s honors cold weather and staying warm.
