I think I am getting weirder as I get older. I find my self attracted to stranger clothes (stranger than usual, for those who know me), odder music……more eclectic art. I will probably be one of those old ladies with 76 cats and dreadlocks. All the neighborhood kids will know me as ‘that weird old lady with the cats’. Maybe they will leave a smoldering bag of dog poo on my stoop a couple of times a year and yell at me when they ride by on their bikes. And no one will come for halloween….
Just finished a portrait job that turned out lovely. We are off to Norfolk for a few days for thanksgiving next week. Until then STILL tying up ‘Vincent and Me’….