While Kurt is in school I have been painting.
Kurt bought this easel for me. Mainly so that I could do something creative and enjoyable.
So I made this painting.
Now, I am not saying that this is the best painting ever or even a good one. But I am telling you it was fun to do.
Blair reminded me that Grandpa Farley would be proud. He fancied himeself to be quite the painter. His specialty was sad clowns. Of which I hung one in my room as a small child. I remember that I actually liked it. Suprisingly, I am not
frightened of clowns. Although a few years ago this gross clown (who may have been drunk) did scare my cousin Katie and on the fourth of July in Pitsboro.