Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Random Numbers

Number of miles walked it takes to kill a panic attack (for me): 3

Number of cupcakes which must be baked by Friday (by me): 4 dozen

Number of paintings needing to be painted in order for me to feel I've accomplished something in my life: 1 more than I've currently painted, as always.


CyberLizard said...

Number of trips to store to buy cupcakes: 1 ;-) At least that's what I try to convince my wife of every time she volunteers to bring food for something.

Change that last one to number of toys I own and I'm with ya'. I suck with a brush. Come to think of it, I suck with pretty much any medium. But at least with edible body paint it can be a fun process


Perky Skeptic said...

LOL! That's a good point. Maybe I should curtail my cupcake-baking ambitions.

I just can't get into the whole edible paint concept-- possibly because I've spent so much of my life trying not to eat/drink my paints by accident. ;)

brit said...

I'm the same way about my art!!!

Perky Skeptic said...

@ Brit-- I often think the essential quality that makes someone an artist as opposed to just a creative person who likes to do art is that artists MUST do art or feel explosively miserable. I've always loved the Langston Hughes poem "A Dream Deferred"-- yeah, I know it's about MLK, but it is so completely descriptive of the dreams of everyone's lives. A dream is something you have to pursue or lose your very self.