Another word for screen printing.
I don’t know how it started. Perhaps I just woke up to it. I am not who would say that some days are inherently bad. That is, until yesterday. To be fair, once I found myself having the worst day ever, I did nothing to get myself out of. If anything, my perceptions became so skewed that even a golden unicorn dancing over a rainbow would have been seen as evil mayhem.
At eleven o’clock I found myself riding the bus to school, reasonless tears in my eyes. Some days just overwhelm me. I wanted to be home but summer school affords no off days. I was counting the hours until home was a reality, but Wednesday nights I teach yoga, which meant the wait would be extended.
I contemplated cancelling class. But I couldn’t. It was too last minute and too self indulgent, and unprofessional. Sometimes you have to suck it up and do your job. I am certain I didn’t lead the best yoga class ever…but I showed up and did the best I could. And at the end of the day, that’s all we can do.
After maybe 30 minutes of attempting to design and print my own wedding invitations, Chris convinced me to head to Anders Printing to look at what they had to offer.
Once again, I have learned the lesson that paying for the talents of others is worth it, every time. Yes, I could have made my own invitations, but at what cost. The paper, the envelopes, the ink, the decisions I’d have to make…the mistakes I’d make making those decisions. And more importantly, the time. My time, Chris’s time. We have so precious little time as it is. Together in general, and specifically in terms of our wedding.
Pay the good people with the talent and tools. Lesson learned.
my reflection on war in the lives of children………………..arylic on canvas
Multimedia on canvas
Hello all!. This is the official announcement that Chris and I will be getting married Saturday, Oct. 8. We hope all of you can join us for the celebration, and if you can’t make it, send us happy thoughts.
The initial plan is for the ceremony to take place 3 p.m. at Sts. Peter and Paul Episcopal Church in Portland. We’ll have a catered celebration that evening at our place. If you can’t attend the wedding, please drop in for the reception.
Invitations to follow!
Chris named this piece. I’d like him to name all my painting; he is good with words. I also like his perspective, what he feels from my art. If I didn’t agree with his choice of title, I’d likely not go with it. That has yet to happen.