Friday, September 23, 2011

Laundromat.

I always meet/see the most interesting people when I venture out to do laundry.

Just now, a man came up to me and asked if I was an artist - music, art, etc. To which I said, "kind of..." I am in an art class...? Does that count?

He said I had an "air about me".
I look like an artist?

He gave me his business card, told me to look them up, and call his partner if I was interested.

It's funny how things happen. I wish I were an artist. I wish I had my own "style" or "signature art". I'm just a girl taking an art class for the fun of it. But.. I really am enjoying it, and Matt thinks I'm good. But who am I kidding.

It is funny how things happen though.

Do I?

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