i love art. i think i would be a good subject for paintings. you have to sit still for a long time, and i’m good at that. i can sit and stare for hours. it’s a calming thing to just sit. then i can think, and if i’m being painted the artist can capture my inner self.
if i’m looking forward to lasagna for dinner, then the artist can capture my peaceful demeanor. and if i’m conflicted, like if i can’t decide between ratatouille and canadian bacon with pineapple pizza, then the artist can paint my inner turmoil.
long live artists! and food!