ⱲєbⱲitϚћ is 18 – That was the beginning of it.
This was the art therapy workshop and they had us put yellow first, then blue, then other colours in turn.
When we'd all finished, the doctors conducting the workshop insisted all of us had made 'abstracts'. I insisted I'd made a piggy. They said no, it's not a piggy. Anyway, I took it home and piggied it properly. Just looked for a pic to show you but can't find one at the moment!
I think painting/art/sketching etc. is a fabulous, creative way to relieve stress. I enjoy it myself. Love your sunshiny picture above. It exudes a feeling of joy.
The play, produced by the Principal as a fundraiser for the school, was done on a large scale. A professional hall was booked and tickets sold.
Being an all-girl school, we took the boys' roles as well. I was the younger brother of the bride, always getting into trouble.
My 'reward' for getting into trouble? I was the only one who got to eat on stage!! Even the 'bride' and 'groom' didn't have roles where they ate food!
There was one scene where I had to hide under a table.
The director wanted it to look realistic.
During rehearsal I was lying on the floor while every table in school was tried out over me.
None of them fit to his satisfaction.
So - a carpenter measured me and the table was custom made.
Other actresses get measured for costumes.
I got measured for furniture.
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