The Gods Have Voted: Lisa Will Not Be a Landscape PainterMarch 30, 2008
So, I went out, as I told you in my last post, to sharpen the ol’ landscape painting skills. I went alone and a cappella. I had chose an area nestled in the mountains on a cliff overlooking the beach. There were beautiful yellow wildflower bushes everywhere.
I was painting along feeling happy about being outside and not being attacked by any creatures. My painting was by no means spectacular, but I was enjoying myself. The weather was beautiful, the waves were crashing below me, and seagulls seemed to fill the sky. They were carrying on and cackling and doing flybys to see if I might offer any food. And for a while, I was entertained by them. And then, you guessed it, the ultimate happened. One particular group flew over me casting an ominous shadow when suddenly something light, hit my back. My first response was that a tarantula had landed on me, but it did not take me long to figure out that I had been shit on by a seagull. I grew up in the south, and I know that a lady does not use the ‘s’ word, but I was shit on. There is no better way to put it. And then they laughed at me. As God as my witness the seagulls got the biggest kick out of it.
I was so peeved I decided to quit and snapped this picture.
Then I went over and peed on one of Mother Nature’s beautiful yellow bushes. And it wasn’t easy.