"Rooter"...that was me!

This is how I look after I spend the day working on chalk art...


I don't normally get this dusty when I draw. Today, I drew all day and used lots of black and brown chalk. I was tired, so I touched my face more often than usual. And by the end of the day, I just didn't care whether or not I got any blacker!

I was notorious in the first class I took for being dusty. My teacher would tease me about my "warpaint," and one of the more advanced students decided to call me "Rooter." That day, I only had it on my nose--he said I looked like I had been rooting around in the chalk boxes with my nose, like a little pig! It was funny, though--his favorite trick was to tell me I had chalk under my chin (I usually did) and he'd offer to wipe it off for me. When I raised my chin, he'd smear magenta chalk on it with his thumb. It didn't usually make much of a difference, except that my face looked more modern-art and abstract!

Anyway, chalk art class couldn't be better! I'm learning a lot and having a blast. God's blessed me in every way imaginable--from the opportunity to share His truth in a unique and unforgettable way to the kindness of the other people involved in the class.

Tomorrow, I won't look very dirty, because we'll be drawing invisible pictures. It's going to be difficult--invisible pictures are much more difficult than ordinary drawings. The trick is to get them to stay invisible. To draw an invisible picture, we use invisible chalk, but you can see the paper. So I'll be dusty, but it'll be an invisible mess. No joke.

Yes, I'm completely serious. No, I won't explain. You'll just have to come to a presentation and see for yourself!

Goodnight!

P. S. Yes, I washed my face. Three times over!

You know you're a chalk artist when you swab your ear and the Q-tip comes out multi-colored. And blowing your nose can be exciting, after inhaling so much colored dust...never mind.

Goodnight!