My best friend invited me to her house on her 8th birthday. After eating ice cream cake she plugged in her suitcase turn table and we danced to She’s So Unusual. I envied her Hello Kitty binder with matching paper but most of all that Cyndi Lauper album. I wanted to live inside Cyndi’s warm accepting 80’s world. I remember the 80’s as a cold conservative time. But Cyndi was colorful and happy. Her music made me feel like it’s gonna be ok.
This is her Twitter profile pic. I pasted it into my art journal for inspiration.
She’s had her struggles, “on my darkest days I wear my brightest colors.” After all this time she continues to forge ahead in her own colorful way. She’s truly a star.
I spent a lot of time in my jammies a month or two ago when I was healing after my appendix tried to kill me. Oliva decided to cheer me up by drawing a portrait of me.
She was generous enough to sub a fancy party dress for my frumpy flannel night garb.
She nailed the messy top knot up do. I especially like the aggressive smile on my face. This really should be my new avitar.
So to recap the week, we talked about socks and happiness, played Steve’s music game, and even toyed with the dark arts for a spell at the grocery store. Also, was thrilled for the mention over at Kerbey’s place. Funny stuff over there. Check it out if you haven’t already. Another great week chatting with you my beloved apple blossoms!
I’ll leave you with a word from dear Mr. Whitman:
The glory of expression and the sunshine of the light of letters, is simplicity. -Walt Whitman
May your weekend be as lovely as you are to me. Thanks for stopping by!
The view from the street where I grew up at daybreak. Unchanged from ’78 to present.