Jan 15, 2007

Squish like grape; Fear does not exist in this condo

The Beginning
You guessed it. My superior painting skills were called into action once again last Friday. This time for my newly departed housemate's Cathedral condo. She moved into a white-walled abode that needed some color, so she, CVDL and I slapped on our sleepy pants and had an old fashioned pajama painting party.

I promise teach painting to you, you promise learn. I say, you do, no questions.
Jen perfects her painting stance
Here's the homeowner herself, working harder on her poses than her painting. She did not mind spilling paint everywhere. The perfectionist control freak in me disliked her style greatly, but the insecure part of me that's convinced I'll mess it up felt quite comfortable with this philosophy.

Man who catch fly with chopstick accomplish anything.
Stick man
Since we were having a 6th grade style pj party, what better activity than to paint dirty stick figures onto the wall? This was all fun and games until the neighbor knocked on the door bearing housewarming brownies. Not. Easy. To. Explain.

Walk left side, safe. Walk right side, safe. Walk middle, sooner or later get squish just like grape.
Claire sharpens her "paint the fence" technique
CVDL was skeered to paint (see insecure above) but we got her going with the roller and then with the paint. Here, she perfects Mr. Miagi's paint the fence. She was a star pupil, and even told me I would be a good mom because of my patience and teaching techniques.

Fear does not exist in this condo
Too short
Homeowner JJ was determined to edge the ceiling, but her 5' self just couldn't quite reach that high.

Punch! Drive a punch! Not just arm, whole body! Hip, leg, drive a punch! Make "kiai." Kiai! Give you power. Now, drive punch.

If do right, no can defend.

2 comments:

Barbara said...

I'll know who to call when my house needs painting!

wharman said...

Thanks for your vote of confidence, Barbara, especially after seeing these photos!