a beheaded chicken...

that's what i feel like.  we're on the verge of big stuff my friends... big stuff.  i'm super excited and crazy busy and ready to scream with delight and run away in terror at any given moment.


i'm not sure if i can give the particulars right now so i'm going to wait until i know for sure, but just keep us in your prayers.  details will come.


in the mean time sit tight and i'll continue running around like a crazy.


today i spent an hour and a half teaching my huge art class of 5 boys how to do a live painting that we're going to incorporate into our easter play.  it was fun, cool, and exhausting all at the same time.  they had a fit any time something dripped and i said, "boys!  stop worrying about the drips!  i'm telling you now drips are cool."  to which they replied "awe (no)!  drips are messy and not good."  


so this piece that's supposed to be started and completed in a matter of minutes may end up taking nothing short of an hour to finish.  the audience will be asleep by the end of it and the song will be long over.


i told them, "when you paint this, the audience is not going to be thinking, 'hmm... how accurate is that hand.' 'is that head proportionate to the body?'  the point is not to have a perfect drawing but to tell a story and give the audience simple images that will inspire that story in their mind.  don't try to be perfect."


we'll see if it works.


you will see if it works, too, when i post the video of the play in oh... you know... a few months.  let's be honest, i mean really.