I was standing on a stool, with a can of paint in one hand and a paint brush in another. Happily painting a wall in our hallway. I love to paint interiors. Suddenly without much warning I sneezed, in doing so I lost my balance nearly falling off the stool and down the stairs. Luckily I didn’t… but the can of paint made a spectacular avant-garde design on the way down.
As I was cleaning up my Picasso I thought of my Mother, who years ago nearly fell off a ladder while painting. The can of paint landed upside down on her head running down into her ears and soaking her clothes. Avocado green hair now that is avant-garde.
Talk about painting my friend Ellen and her husband Frank have created a fantastic short film about George Rousse in "Bending Spaces."
Photo: The stairwell in my home not a drop of paint to be seen.
P.S.
I am adding this a day later. While writing about my Mother’s avocado green hair I knew there was more to the story and couldn’t remember it. I spoke with my Mother today, and she reminded me. She added the punchline… She had a wedding to attend that evening. She went, green hair and all! My Mother is such a trooper!
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