or: METERS THAT SHOW HOW MUCH APOCALYPE THE WORLD HAS.
Still collapsed from the dolls shows. Working hard on a post about the whole circus and hoping to get it done and out before school holiday break. Buried. Happy.
For now, a small vignette.
I promise, I pinky SWEAR, I absolutely commit to not becoming one of those insufferable parents who barrages you with kid art. Unless I feel it curatorially necessary for the advancement of society – or to add to the darkly-tinged net delight of the universe.
Setting: Bed, after bathtime and before Narnia.
Ash: Mom how do you spell apocalypse
Me: How do you think?
Ash: A P O C A L Y P E
Me: Real close not quite
Ash: Come look at my drawing
Me: Is he…wait, is this a he or a she?
Ash: It doesn’t matter
Me: I have taught you well
Ash: Those meters on the head measure the amount of apocalypse on earth
Me: Why are there two?
Ash: There are two so you can see each side of the world.
Me: Ok. Which side of the world has more apocalypse?
Ash: (thinks….) The left side.
Mother goes to the kitchen quietly crying and makes a yet another small and probably insignificant donation to act blue.
ps i played some improvised piano last night. it was beautiful. https://www.instagram.com/tv/ClH08ZhpE0o/?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=