For the Shoe Freaks out there
While I was picking up the lunch makings at Publix on Sunday morning, I spyed these hanging on a rack with beach toys. Improbably light, I think they are made from overprocessed marshmallows. $4.99 plus tax and I have happy feet. And now, to the serious business of art. I was moving pieces around, stepping back to look, pondering and thinking to myself "yeah, it looks like a Chagall...Mortimer Chagall" and my son wandered through the room. He looked it over a bit and pronounced it a "turd picnic". Now if I can only keep from sewing my fingers together while laughing as I sew it at the machine.
4 Comments:
LOL your son has quite a way with words. Love the shoes!
LOL! Your son is hilarious! Kids. Gotta love 'em! LOL!
Actually it reminds me of looking down into a tidal pool.
maybe you should name it after sonji who has a way with turds...ha ha...Ginger
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