Spray Paint Artist

Like any good Renaissance story, this one starts in Rome.

Now, don't be confused. This isn't your normal 'American goes to Europe to be inspired to become a writer/painter/sculptor' (see: American in Paris, National Lampoon's European Vacation, Midnight in Paris). When I went to Rome I didn't want to become just any artist, I wanted to become a spray paint artist.

These people can be found all over the world, painting a national landmark against the backdrop of the planets:

Somehow, these artists have yet to come to Tucson. There is a lot of potential things people in Arizona could be throwing in front of planets -- the University of Arizona 'A', mountains, the Grand Canyon, copper mines -- endless possibilities. Not to mention, everyone talks about how beautiful Arizona sunsets are, why isn't anyone spray painting those beauties onto canvas boards?

However, after more wanderings around Europe, I realized that I couldn't limit myself to just spray paint art this summer, there were so many other random things I wanted to learn to do. For example, the more I traveled, the more holes I found in my clothes inspiring my goal to learn to darn. I also decided to become a sew-er while I was at it. While wandering my homeland I realized that I also really wanted to learn Danish. I have no idea why, but it just seemed like a good idea.

I went home and got started right away. On my way home from the airport my mom and I bought some fabric. The next day I went to the library and picked up a huge pile of books to help with my "learner of all knowledge" goal. Then I downloaded 5 learn Danish apps. I also watched a few YouTube videos about spray painting.

And then I got stuck. It turns out that spray paint art starter kits (yes, they're a thing) are expensive. And books are long and sometimes boring. Not to mention that sewing a skirt requires doing more than just sewing two sides of fabric together.

Baby steps, I reminded myself. The Renaissance didn't happen in a day, the world was at it for 300 years! If I can get in done in a summer I'm already 299.75 years ahead of them.

So tonight I finally started doing stuff. I finished my needlework art I bought in Florida. Not only is this the first needle craft I've ever actually finished, I finally learned how to do a French knot! (This has been plaguing me since my first needle craft at my Grandma's house, Utah, 2004.)

Day 1 ----> Finished Project

Tonight I also learned how to play poker in French. It's pretty much the same as English poker, except the words are in French.

I already feel so cultured. I can't wait to see what magical artistic adventures the rest of the summer brings.