It’s been a while since my last art class and when I arrived today the only thing I remembered how to do, right away, was pour a glass of wine and snack on appetizers. Luckily, I wasn’t alone – Standard Time was experiencing the same memory lapse.
We eventually made our way to the table and began our paintings for the evening. As we started doing so, One And Done had grabbed the black paint. “Be very careful,” Ice Cream Man’s Mom advised. “Once you go black….” I felt it would be best to interrupt, “You never go back?” “Exactly. It is very hard to go back to other colors after black. “We know,” Standard Time quipped.
We continued painting and, although One And Done was using the black paint, she had muted it a little. “Do you see what I mean about black? It just goes so deep,” Ice Cream Man’s Mom pointed out. “Oh, we know,” Standard Time quipped, again, and we all laughed hysterically.
This art class has been really great for all of us. We’ve learned so much and, thanks to our dirty minds, so much more than Ice Cream Man’s Mom ever intended to teach us. Where else can you drink, eat, and learn about going black, keeping it wet, and stroking for the low price of $12? Nowhere, that’s where. You know what they say, once you go black….