Over the years Handsome Husband and I have received piles of Christmas cards jam packed with tales of great deeds, grand vacations, and amazing accomplishments by children and their adults. Sometimes we even knew who these people were.
It’s the same again this year. Our table is piled with holiday cards which spew glitter as soon as they’re released from their envelopes. Tucked inside each folded card with the pre-printed personal message and pre-printed personal signature is The Letter, the missive that explains in minute detail just how exciting it was to be them this past year.
Well folks, it was pretty darned exciting as well here at Scarborough Studios. While I have not yet discovered the cure for putting my elbow in wet paint, nor have I managed to figure out how to hang a painting in the right spot the first time, I have had my share of success. For example:
I’ve worn out more than a few brushes.
I have used up 2 very large tubes of white, nearly an entire tube of Prussian Blue, and found an old tube of Indian Yellow that I’d forgotten entirely about. At least I think its Indian Yellow. The label seems to have gone somewhere.I made some great painting buddies.
Handsome Husband and I managed to wedge over 30 paintings into my vehicle without using a shoehorn.
Handsome Husband and I managed to remove those paintings from my vehicle without a shoehorn.Best of all (cue the glitter shower) ,I have been honored to meet people who start out as collectors and become dear friends.
Happy Holidays to you, too dear reader.