The Thinker, © 2015 Racheal Lee Bradford
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Today I am deeply grateful for all the people who “think too much.” Because it seems to me that most people think entirely too little. © Racheal Lee Bradford
“On the prow of the wagon, in an attempt to attract business among the Quarterites, Ignatius taped a sheet of Big Chief paper on which he had printed in crayon: TWELVE INCHES (12) OF PARADISE. So far no one had responded to its message.” –A Confederacy of Dunces, John Kennedy Toole
As Little Man and I were barricaded in our home today due to Snowmageddon, we had to find ways to fill what would otherwise have been a normal Monday. I opted for work, laundry and cooking, while Little Man opted for movies and You Tube. At some point late in the afternoon, he shared one of his comical observations that always make me deeply grateful that I am his mother:
LM: I just saw something that changed the way I will see advertising for the rest of my life.
Me: What’s that, schmoopie?
LM: I saw a woman’s boob in an ad. The ad was about gum.
And it begins…. © Racheal Lee Bradford
“Daydream of Stained Glass,” © 2015 Little Man
“From the moment I held the box of colors in my hands, I knew this was my life. I threw myself into it like a beast that plunges towards the thing it loves.”
― Henri Matisse
Little Man chose this little piece of art for his gallery this week. It’s a project that he did in his art class, and was pretty proud of it. It’s called “Daydream…” because it’s made of some sort of semi-transparent paper, rather than of glass. This, of course, bummed him out. I told him that there was probably a good reason why they didn’t give glass shards to a group of 10-and-11-year-old boys for the purpose of “creative expression.” © Racheal Lee Bradford
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“If I had no sense of humor, I would long ago have committed suicide.” -Mahatma Gandhi
Like most bloggers, I am always curious to know how it is that strangers find their way to Rachealizations. I frequently check my WordPress stats for clues, but that’s usually pointless, since most search terms that originate from Google are encrypted.
However, recently I was able to see that the words “Asss,” “Asssssss, ” and “Ass mom” found their way to my blog. So, I’m guessing that I must say the word “ass” a lot. Also, I am apparently a terrible speller.
What puzzled me, though, is that the person who found me by using the phrase “Ass mom” did it not once, but four times (Cue Sir Mix-a-Lot’s “Baby Got Back.”).
I must be developing a rather unfortunate reputation for myself. But, grateful for the visit, nonetheless. © Racheal Lee Bradford
Thinking Outside the Box, © 2015 Little Man
“There is only one way to see things, until someone shows us how to look at them with different eyes.” -Pablo Picasso
This week, I encouraged Little Man to create something inspired by Matisse, but he wasn’t having it. Instead he opted to try his hand at Cubism, because he thinks Picasso is “pretty cool.” I really dig the drawing, but I think the real art is in his tongue-in-cheek title! © Racheal Lee Bradford