...I ragged on the lad for his distractedness (great term - thanks, Nan), I figured I'd also show the work he brought home last night. It's not finished yet, but I thought it was well done.
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Breathtaking...
How old is he?
(And a wild guess: there are grey fingerprints on every wall, and surface in your house...pray he doesn't take a liking to oils)
nan
PS: Just got an invite to an actual classical concert from the young band groupie(she plays in the college orchestra for a partial scholarship)..."
"Mom you have to come...we are playing the "Reformation Symphony"...says she with enough mischievous irony impossible to miss. The little imp.
David is 20. There are certainly days when charcoal smudge is everywhere. I particularly dislike it when he tapes a picture up to the door of his room to work on it - the dust has turned the carpet at his threshold a nice shade of....charcoal!
2 comments:
Breathtaking...
How old is he?
(And a wild guess: there are grey fingerprints on every wall, and surface in your house...pray he doesn't take a liking to oils)
nan
PS: Just got an invite to an actual classical concert from the young band groupie(she plays in the college orchestra for a partial scholarship)..."
"Mom you have to come...we are playing the "Reformation Symphony"...says she with enough mischievous irony impossible to miss. The little imp.
I am holding out for Bach.
Dear Nan,
I'm with you on the Bach!
David is 20. There are certainly days when charcoal smudge is everywhere. I particularly dislike it when he tapes a picture up to the door of his room to work on it - the dust has turned the carpet at his threshold a nice shade of....charcoal!
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