Paint and basketball and work.

What can I say today.

Youngest went and played basketball, got three baskets and had fun.  That is a Very Good Thing, because she hasn't been having fun with a bit and I went and had a little chat with the coach last week.  Coach gets a wee bit too intense at the games and has something of a fondness for sarcasm.  Borders on abusive.  Not a warm and fuzzy kind of thing.

Painted again today.  Some improvement....though the painting looked quite Antoni Tàpies for a bit there.  What started out as part of a door suddenly looked very grey and cross filled.  Not as interesting texturally as a Tàpies work though.  I have to say with him, I really don't like his vision of the world, and the near endless brown, grey and black crosses gets a little old, but his use of texture gets me every.single.time.

Youngest came up, looked over my shoulder and said I should gather up a bunch of Chuck's hair and stick it on, then add some uncooked rice and paint over it all.  It'd look just like a Tàpies then.

Gotta love it when your 11 year old is making art history jokes.

Learning from today....probably a good one beyond just painting: even when you doubt and think it doesn't look so great, keep working on it and wait for what's to come.

Working my way through Gideon rapidly, what a great book.  Funny in spots, mostly beautiful and wise.   Cannot recommend it highly enough.  I am going to have to be reading The Bluest Eye again for a class and also the Boy in the Striped Pyjamas again, in Catalan again, for a class.

This is turning into the most boring post in the whole wide world.  High point was Youngest's dog hair and rice comment.

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Hi Beth!  Felt like you when I did that!

Katharine Hepburn.  What is not to love about that woman's acting.  We watched her and Spencer Tracey in "Pat and Mike" on Youtube tonight.  What a great movie.  Not a GREAT literary movie, but good fun.

My students, (some) adults and teens alike keep whining that what I ask them to do is difficult.  Honestly, if it were easy, what would be the point.  I actually asked one of them how often a week they think I hear that complaint.

- Donno

- At least three times a week -  I replied-

Then I asked him how much he thought I cared that they thought it was hard.

-donno

- Not the least little bit.

Honestly.  Why do they think I am there?