“The fact that no one understands you doesn’t mean you’re an artist!”
This statement is clipped from a local newspaper and is tacked to my refrigerator door. It is a sentiment that more than one person near and dear to me strongly agrees with. It makes me laugh, because I usually do make the excuse for some of my flighty behavior and quirky choices based on “artistic temperament.” The fact that it may be true, and that my cover is blown only enhances its power in my mind to continue its use as a valid explanation.
winter temperatures fluctuate my role as trickster
ag ~ 2014