Vibin’

I’m not a good dancer but when I’m alone sometimes I’ll put on some tunes and let myself be free, let the music in.

Balloons

My daughter thought these looked like abalone shells. So they are now “aballoons.” This is yesterday’s creation reimagined.

Stage

One summer my mom made me and my younger brother participate in a community theater production. I was…11? I recall being extremely reluctant, certain that I would not enjoy the experience.

But I did! There were songs to learn, choreography to master, lines to memorize. Truthfully, I was a bit of a ham and though inwardly shy I liked being the center of attention.

What was the production? I’m not positive but I think it was Oklahoma! I have no idea what my role was. But I remain thankful that mom mandated the experience.

Two

Relaxing last night after a long road trip, re-watched Grumpy Old Men (holds up well), and created this:

Later, I took it, chopped it up and made something similar but different. I can’t decide which I’m more drawn to.