In honor of my Dad
Prismacolor, Wax, Ink by Moi
After my long shopping trip this morning, I totally fell Shaq style. Shaq style with a side of polar bear. Looks like its time to finally install a new railing. My dad calls me "Grace" for a reason. This weekend I'll be hobbling around hobbit style after all my 140 pounds fell onto one knee. Go me! If it weren't for a case of Diet Coke saving my tatas and face from a concrete smack down, who knows what might have happened.
In non related and more random news: my cousin and I were discussing Ron Mueck, a hyperrealist sculptor today. His work is not only amazing but a tad frightening. Here are a few pieces if you haven't seen them.
Anyway, I'm off to medicate this hot mess of a knee I have. Happy Weekend everyone!