Tilefortlauderdale

One woman, lots of paint and hundreds of tiles. If you're here because you found a painted tile, it's yours to keep.

Sunday, November 04, 2007

Sorry Charles



I needed a new paintbrush, as my old favorite was getting worn out, so I made a little trip to Pearl Arts and Crafts and propped this tile behind the sink in the ladies room. It's all about a guy who never really gives anything of himself. He'll ask you for stuff, like hey, can ya paint this thing for my little play? Can you come to my annual hopscotch festival and bring some of those orange cookies you make? But he'll never offer to do anything for you. He'll also never say hello, unless you say hello to him first ... like he's some kinda power tripper guy ... At first it was working for him, because people are weird and they kinda want to be your friend if it's not that easy to be your friend .... but then, after awhile, that power-tripping game wears thin. That's what happened to this guy. He woke up one day and realized that in the end, you get out of relationships what you put into them. I dumped Charles off at Pearl because he apparently had no colors to paint himself, and none of his old friends wanted to share.

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

Links to this post:

Create a Link

<< Home