(and, ironically, also my one-time art teacher)… Susan Hodgin
Art, and in particular, painting, is so inspiring to me. People with real talent truly put me in awe. I play at it – some still life, some mixed media, then of course, my writing – but the people who really dedicate themselves to these creations are…amazing. If I could do anything I wished this weekend, I’d fly to New York and just walk through the Metropolitan Museum of Art, alone, with some mix of Mozart and Vivaldi and Bach. And maybe a little Eva Cassidy, for good measure.
In other news… I’m sorry to report it has come to light that I’m a “touchy drinker.” This means then when I’ve thrown back a glass of wine or two, I start to hug, pat, squeeze, and otherwise touch my friends. Luckily, it’s just my friends, but still… I’m embarrassed, nonetheless, especially since I’ve never realized I do it.
“Well, I’m glad you guys left before things got crazy.”
“Hmm. When we left, you were sitting on Theo’s lap.”
“No way! Seriously?”