Thursday, June 08, 2006
In blogging about my home improvements I'm feeling a wee bit boring. MONDO BORO as we used to say.
So, to spice things up I'll add that I ran into a couple with a 2 year old girl at this cute gift store near our new house. We started talking and I discovered the mom was a RISD prof in graphic design - and since we just bought a house from a semi-retired graphic design prof I thought perhaps they might know him... and then they said, "Oh! you bought Krystof's house. We loved attending parties on that back deck. What a beautiful yard you guys have!" blah blah blah. (see the above post)
Now I know that doesn't seem like an out of the ordinary coincidence or anything, considering how many artists live in the Providence area, but I have to just recognize that moment. Why did I choose to walk by that store at that particular second? I mean, my mom was picking up some take-out and I decided to walk the girls down the street - but I almost went into the restaurant to wait. And why was this mom I met a graphic design prof and not a fiber arts prof or something?
These kinds of meetings are supposed to happen - they can give us direction - and if we don't take the time to learn something from them, they start to dwindle away until they don't happen at all, right?
Well, right before I met these people, we were hanging out in a playground and I saw a small red thing poking out of the grass. For a second I thought it was Eloise's heart-shaped button that she has a habit of carrying around, so I bent down to pick it up and discovered that it wasn't her button at all. It was a tiny glass heart. Not a charm, not part of a bracelet or necklace. Just a shiny red glass heart - no more than an inch wide and 1/2 inch thick. A 3D heart. I could pop the adorable thing in my mouth like a Valentine chocolate.
A heart of glass.
Beyond the association with the Blondie song, am I allowed to over-think (or should I overlook) this bite-sized token?