The running joke at college graduation was that I graduated with a BA, and not the coveted BS. I was so insulted. My degree was Math Education and I had spent the majority of my time in the Math Building. Doesn't that deserve a BS? But instead I had the artsy, white tassle with nothing to show for the grueling hours of studying math but a head full of numbers.
And now, here I am. Knee deep in the art world and loving it. And here are few things that I love:
I love giant bubbles, warm sunny days at the beach, a summer nap on the grass, peanut butter m&m's, and the hugs that come when the kids come home from school.
I love giant fields filled with the flowers of spring, bright blue endless skies with little puff clouds on the edges, forests full of tall, majestic trees that have lived longer than you and I combined, and quaint little towns that have stood the test of time and are still open for you and I to relish in their history.
I love color and design. But I also love a good black and white, filled with emotion. I love repetition and randomness and simplicity and chaos. Ummmmm . . . I mean being on the outside of chaos, and reveling in the craziness of it as it happens outside of me.
I love the mischevious sparkle in a child's eyes and the look of excitement as they try something new. I love the stories they tell and the innonence they carry so easily.
I can't wait to meet you and your families. It is an honor to be part of your world even if it is just for a few short hours.