WYCO Fair:

(The following tirade is for the amusement of the 3 individuals who will read it. The following does not reflect the actual views/beliefs/opinions of the author . . . for the most part.)

Of all the deplorable things on this cold, forsaken Earth! First off you do not, DO NOT, place Clay originals on a glass table. My work is to be HUNG on a wall not placed flat on their back. Flat so no one can appreciate the wonders of my it! Second. There is no way on Earth that my paintings should have gotten your pud, pointless, for the rejected blue honorable mention ribbons. I am offended and outraged! More so to the fact that some hoity toity butterfly painting, with no use of any of the artistic principles or elements, but plain fields of color, was placed in the same category with my oh so more advanced work. I am appalled that this "craft" would even be considered for a place of equality and a blue honorable mention ribbon. I suppose if I had created some happy pant farm picture with pigs and a shoop perhaps, PERHAPS, I could have possibly won a "Reserve Champion" ribbon, but no. No child. No farm animal. I chose to enter bubbles and shadow folk which obviously is not considered ART by your modern day carnies.

Alas. My only option now is preparation. I shall create, within the next year, the ULTIMATE fair painting. I will research, I will photograph, sketch, design and plot the execution of my vengeance. They won't know what is coming . . . mark my words WYCO fair: I will own you.

(Thus ends the over dramatic/exxagerated tirade.)

Exciting is that my mom won 2nd Grand Champ for her Blackberry Jelly. So "Bugger I'm out of Blackberry Jam" is an accurate statement, because to be without blackberry jam is worse than not knowing the airspeed velocity of an African swallow and even worse than not knowing your favorite color is blue! Fortunately, it can all be made up for by a moderately sized shrubbery.

The fair also boasted guest appearances from Brett Doolittle: former fellow boyscout and Jason Loftiss: best friend in elementary school. Both of which I've not seen since my formative years (I love saying formative years). It is amazing how much people change. More amazing is getting a glimpse of where life has taken them. One a cop the other a locksmith for 7 years now and me a pseudo art-student who wants to change the world. Fascinating.

Randomness - I also bought London apparel from Target. I'm excited. Now my clothing can boast to the world where I am going . . . and also remind me of where God is taking me.

Luv,
Clay