This has been possibly the nuttiest week of my life. But it all ended on a high note, or I should say several, like a good song, so can't complain.
Some bizarre dreams I've had this week
- Trying to play a Mozart piano concerto for Tom Colicchio.
- Leonard Nimoy and William Shatner arguing over something in a motel hot tub.
- Bruce Willis doesn't like my cross-char fillet.
The Worcester Art Museum had it's annual company cookout at Jim's house, and it is always a fun time. He spends the week before making hand-churned ice cream!
I had cardamom, naturally (one of my favorite flavors)
my sample painting for my black & white class at WAM
Had a great time teaching an adult class at WAM this month. I made them paint huge on the walls, to get away from the crushing detail of pen & ink on tiny pieces of paper. They thought it was very liberating - so, yay, goal accomplished.
our little step-garden survived the thunderstorm
at Culpepper's Bakery for Sunday breakfast
I feel like I'm back in New York when I have a Dr. Brown's