Day 30: Another self portrait and some thoughts on Shakespeare

Today is the last day of this 30 day photo challenge and today’s challenge was another self-portrait. I took a picture of myself doing what I most love to do, creating. I’m working on a little book for the lovely Marie who is so scared about starting middle school. I like to write poems for her and enclose them in collaged journals. It seems like only yesterday that I created an alphabet book for her. My goodness, in September the lovely Marie will be 12!

I remember being twelve. I’ve given her permission to hate my guts because somehow I think it will hurt less if I say it’s okay. It’s going to happen anyway. We stopped by Hot Topic today to buy some t-shirts. Marty got a Shane Dawson t-shirt and I swear I teared up because I recalled so clearly his picking out Wiggles t-shirts. Murray was his favorite Wiggle. Those days are gone, gone, gone.

So, we went to The Bedrock City on Westheimer. There’s a reason I like to go on my artist dates alone. Marty wanted about $150 worth of comics and graphic novels but he had to settle for this one. Crysis?

 

The lovely Marie got a graphic novel of King Lear. She is a true Shakespeare aficionado. Every summer we go to Shakespeare in the park at Miller Outdoor Theater.

Sunday August 3^rd we’re going to see The Taming of the Shrew. I think she’ll like it a lot. I first discovered Marie liked Shakespeare right before she started kindergarten. Every summer I read a play by Shakespeare because I like to. No other reason. I was reading Julius Cesar and she asked me to read some of it to her. I used to read to the kids all the time. Anyway, I told her I didn’t think she would like it but she insisted, so I started reading. Next thing I know, she’s gasping. “Oh my God,” she shrieked. “They’re going to kill him!” Wow. Five years old and she got it. I remember being in high school and kids complaining they didn’t get it or that Shakespeare used too many clichés.

 (the wrestling scene from As You Like It)

 

So, the first Shakespeare play I took the kids to see was As You Like it. Marty and Marie ran around the hill acting like a four and a five year old will act . My husband and I enjoyed the show. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, the lovely Marie says to me, “So, is that Rosalind gay or what?” I guess you either get it or you don't. My husband shares our love for the bard but Marty only goes along to the plays for the sno-cones.  Right now Marie is reading King Lear and she keeps muttering that Reagan and Goneril are evil. Just evil. And Marty is asking if they're going to have cotton candy this year because he could really go for some cotton candy. I'll let you know. See you next time.