Another Monday that felt like Saturday. Marty slept in and I had to get out early this morning - I really dislike getting up early on a Monday morning; reminds me of all those years I trudged to the office. The up-side was a regular paycheck - and of course, I was several decades younger.
Tonight I decided to do some gelatin printing. Although my students always manage to get some fabulous results, I seem to get a lot of blobs. Tonight I had blobs of painted gelatin on my cloth because as the gelatin was deconstructing, the cloth picked it up. Did you ever iron gelatin? Don't try it at home.
I laugh at my husband because he looks at abstractions and always has to see a THING or a PERSON and then tell me what he is seeing. On the other hand, what I like about gelatin is the amorphous, organic results that let me play the same game. Remember the magazine Highlights that used to be in all the pediatricians' offices? My daughter Jessica used to look for the hidden things in the picture - she called the game "Hidden Found."
Here is my hidden found for tonight. Does it rate a chuckle or a groan, or both?
Early to bed: it's not even midnight! Tomorrow, the hairdresser and then back home to pack up supplies and ship 'em out. After that, back to the gelatin.