You Know I Can’t Just Let Something Go
By now those of you who have read my blogs, really do need another word for that but that’s another story, I can harp on something more than once. This is one of those times.
When I got drug into that rock painting group I started out reasonably normal, at least for me, but as time goes by I see the darker side of me coming out in my painted rocks. I do try to mask this as much as I can but this last one I just couldn’t. Oh no.
I just finished a rock that has nothing to do with pretty, cute, or adorable. The men and women in this group take this very seriously and do phenomenal artwork on these stones. They make things that are bright, beautiful, and amazing. Then there’s me. I have to do things that are super complicated and are becoming more macabre as I go. Folks you know me. I don’t do simple, I don’t do cute and sweet, I don’t do the status quo.
This sounds like I’m trying to belittle these wonderful people but I’m not. The defect in this process is me. I’m the a-hole who can’t compete with these wonderful people and Lord love them they are wonderful. They are sweet, kind, encouraging, and super supportive. Of all the groups I’ve seen these are people are truly close to saints. Now there is one guy in the group that I’ve only seen a few of his post with his work and damn this man is good. He’s a bit like me however, he likes the more edgy darker side of the art. The difference is this man can turn out the cute and beautiful. He has managed to find a balance between the two worlds. I’ve also told him he should consider doing book covers because his work is that damn good.
Anyway I’m sure that if this last rock doesn’t get me kicked from the group, I’m sure I’ll get a warning, I’m sure one in the near future probably will. This last one came with a comment that reads like this.
Please disregard the melted shoe. Barbie got loose last night and decided to go exploring. The shoe is a total loss but we're hoping her foot heals. Now seriously, does that sound right to you?
The image of the rock follows.
I’m just bat crap crazy and too dark to create real beauty. Anyone got someone they want me to get rid of?
She was definitely a few pieces shy of a complete Erector Set.
"Nice equipment." said Alison.
"Don't I know it."
Would someone please make him stop excreting humanly body fluids?