Reminiscing

So I hated grade school. Sure I got good grades and my teachers loved me... but it's those spoiled little brats I had for classmates made me want to "REDRUM! REDRUM!". Even if I was paid to go to a reunion, I probably wouldn't go in fear that I might bring a gun and shoot some of them point-blank.

On better note... I remember one of my art classes (I think it was in 4th grade) where we were given bits of string and a tub of paint. We were supposed to stick the strings in paint and place them on the paper and cover it with another piece of paper, weight that paper with a book and pull the string. That was the idea behind this latest mess (yeah, my boyfriend gave me the weirdest look when he saw my paint covered hands and I attempted to give him a hug).

So this is "Pulling Strings", after all the strings (of yarn) I pulled to achieve this picture.

I think I am going to make a few more mini-versions of this today. I really do feel like crap but I don't want to just sit my butt in front of the TV... at least I can do something while I'm watching.