Current mood:

amused

manifest destiny
I went to the art fair this weekend with weet, and we entered the art fair raffle, where you bought tickets for a dollar each and then put the ticket stubs in the boxes corresponding to the art you wanted to win. I bought ten tickets and put them in various boxes, but the one that really caught my eye was a collage-type piece with a girl and a sunflower. In fact, I put two of my tickets in that box, since it was my favorite.

Later in the day, we saw the artist's booth. And indeed I liked her work so much that I ended up buying something. In fact I had a hard time deciding; there were easily five things I would have bought if I could. So we walked away for a while and my mind kept returning to this one piece, so I went back and bought it.

There's no picture so I'll have to describe it: it's a small canvas with collage art including a paper doll, a fortune from a fortune cookie, an old piece of sheet music, a star charm (dangling off a nail), and letters on tiles, like Scrabble tiles. The whole thing is framed with some old rulers. I really love it.

So of course then I wanted the sunflower art all the more! We kept telling each other "well, of course we're going to win. Of course we are. We will manifest it." And sure enough, today they called to tell us both that we'd won! Weetabix won a glass dish that I can't remember seeing, but I'm sure it's lovely. And of all things, I won my sunflower girl art! I was like check it out, first the job, now this. I really can manifest things with the power of my mind.

And of course as I was thinking this, walking to my car to go pick up my art, I tripped over a piece of cement and fell really hard on the concrete. My back hurts more than anything else, but my knee hurts too. As does my dignity. So much for manifest destiny, eh? I think the universe is just trying to keep me humble.