Since the birth of this baby there has been some kind of explosion in creativity happening in our house. Goddamn craft has reached epic proportions. Paintings, installation pieces, and unidentifiable art projects are being churned out at an exhausting rate by Lauca. And she is making some truly lovely pieces, particularly those depicting her new family (eg. unshaven father, mother with facial features sliding off her face, and happy baby and four year old) but we can’t keep up with their production. We’ve had to become quite ruthless in deciding what will be retained for our collection and what will be, as my friend calls it in code, “filed in the sky”.
Lauca: Can you open these paints for me? I’m doing a painting.
Me: How about you use the water colours which are already open and are just there?
Lauca: No, those colours aren’t bright enough. In eighteen years the colours will be completely faded on my picture.
Him: Eighteen years. You’ll be lucky if you can find that painting in eighteen minutes.
So, the tubes of paint are opened.
Lauca: See, look at these colours.
Him: They’ll be quite something when they’re building the new estate and turning over that landfill.
blue milk 
I just let three childless adults leave my house without taking a painting. That’s pretty rare though. And he expects to see them on the fridge of whoever he’s given them to.
Glad she’s keeping herself busy though.
His line had me in hysterics! I so understand ‘goddamn craft’.
18 years? Too funny!
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