Diane Mannion, JUST PEACHY, 4x6" oil
A trip to the food store can be an artistic adventure. Always searching for stuff to paint, I tend to look at things differently, sometimes staring and squinting, considering the colors and shiny bits. Shopkeepers rush to help me, maybe thinking I need stronger eyeglasses. When I arrived at the checkout with one tiny jar of baby food and a package of size 2 baby diapers... they asked if my grandchild was visiting. I nodded and smiled, letting them think I was also hard of hearing. Didn't want to explain that the jar was to paint, and the diapers were for my geriatric poodle who can no longer hold it in.
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