I’m not saying that I always want to be alone when I’m painting…but…
I’m just saying it could be easier.
This is what I got from a little person in a span of 30 seconds today:
“Is that water or grass?”
“Why is that blue?”
“Trees again? Are you ever going to paint anything different? Aren’t you bored of trees yet?”
“No offence, but that actually doesn’t LOOK like a tree…”
I’d prefer peanuts. Things like “yay mom, you’re a rock star” and “I want to be awesome like you one day.”
But pickles are okay too…I suppose. I guess I can put them in my jar and twist the lid on it. When I think about it, I don’t actually WANT the peanut gallery to leave me alone. I just want to learn how to be okay with the nattering.
Here’s a thought:
“It’s not water or grass…it’s outer space, you can’t tell?”
“It’s blue because I’ve been weeping on the canvas and look what happened!”
“I’ve been living with you your whole life and I’m not bored of YOU yet!”
“No offence taken. You don’t look like an adult either.”