I spent an entire day painting. Yep. Just me and my paint brush. Ok.....it wasn't exactly art. It was painting primer on cabinets in our rental unit. However, there was a whole lotta "I 'll take what I can get" in that apartment yesterday. Even though it was simply primer on shelves, I did not let that stop me from making a statement with paint. I wanted the primer to represent the struggle of the artist trying to stake out her way in life...... I wanted it to show how art on an individual level can affect the world as a whole ......I wanted the new renter to look at the cabinets and feel a sense of artistic ingenuity.......... Unfortunately, my husband didn't share the same artistic vision that I did when it came to painting. I believe his comments were somewhere along the line of "it's just primer", "get a move on" and "time's a wastin'" .....dreamcrusher..........
Carlos wanted to help in the painting. He got to paint the back of a closet door and the inside of the upper closet. He was quite excited to get to sit inside the closet while painting and wanted to know if he could sleep in there that night. We said no.