The Oddest Mood
I made a collage today.
I've never enjoyed making collages.
But today I was struck by the oddest mood and wanted to make a collage. It's crazy. Like being pregnant and craving anchovies and brussel sprouts.
But I actually enjoyed myself. And I like what I ended up with.
The main reason I've never appreciated collages is that they have no purpose, they serve no purpose, save for decoration and to go in a storage box. But I've always preffered real art for decoration; and I don't like to have things just sit in a box.
So now I have a collage and even though I made it, it still has no purpose to serve. And yet, I can't help liking it and admiring my work.
I suppose I'm really only admiring a reflection of me. How narcissistic is that?
*chuckle*
Well I have a fireside to go to so I can't make a long entry.
Church today was good.
The choir sang and I accompanied. I pretty much sucked. The accompaniment is wierd anyway, but my skill were completely off.
Sunday school time was nice. I went off by myself and read this month's Ensign.
I was really looking forward to the third hour because it was combined Relief Society and Priesthood and the Bishop was speaking to us. But when the Bishop started, it took all of two seconds to realize he was only going to speak on dating, which made my stomach turn. I've heard enough on that subject and I've voiced my opinions on that subject enough in here. Well, I was having bad cramps so the topic merely completed the 'enough of a reason' I needed to feel alright walking out of there.
And leave I did.
But I've been really happy this last week. I've been getting answers to a lot of the questions I've had. And I hope to be even more edified at the fireside tonight.
signing off!
I've never enjoyed making collages.
But today I was struck by the oddest mood and wanted to make a collage. It's crazy. Like being pregnant and craving anchovies and brussel sprouts.
But I actually enjoyed myself. And I like what I ended up with.
The main reason I've never appreciated collages is that they have no purpose, they serve no purpose, save for decoration and to go in a storage box. But I've always preffered real art for decoration; and I don't like to have things just sit in a box.
So now I have a collage and even though I made it, it still has no purpose to serve. And yet, I can't help liking it and admiring my work.
I suppose I'm really only admiring a reflection of me. How narcissistic is that?
*chuckle*
Well I have a fireside to go to so I can't make a long entry.
Church today was good.
The choir sang and I accompanied. I pretty much sucked. The accompaniment is wierd anyway, but my skill were completely off.
Sunday school time was nice. I went off by myself and read this month's Ensign.
I was really looking forward to the third hour because it was combined Relief Society and Priesthood and the Bishop was speaking to us. But when the Bishop started, it took all of two seconds to realize he was only going to speak on dating, which made my stomach turn. I've heard enough on that subject and I've voiced my opinions on that subject enough in here. Well, I was having bad cramps so the topic merely completed the 'enough of a reason' I needed to feel alright walking out of there.
And leave I did.
But I've been really happy this last week. I've been getting answers to a lot of the questions I've had. And I hope to be even more edified at the fireside tonight.
signing off!