Thurs night class

At the Modern, last night they had us do sculptures out of canned foods which they ended up donating to the food bank.

"Take a picture of us pointing with our fingers."

How I ended up in class full of elementary and high school art teachers is beyond me?

"Okay now take one with just our feet!"

Um, okay.

"Now it's time to take a picture of you.
 Where's your camera?"

In the strawberry shortcake purse.
 (whatever)