just because you can cover something in feathers, doesn’t mean you should.

glue is not a license. period. i just can’t emphasize that enough anymore. i’m not sure why kids have access to glue at all. because when a kid makes a stupid painting, it’s hard enough to smile and say, “hey that looks great.” but when they bring you a bunch of bullshit sparkles, cotton balls, and pipecleaners over-glued to a piece of paper and all you can think about is the state of your dining room table, well you might as well have a mouth full of cancer sores. which is basically how i felt when i saw this creation above. much like a new mother or young school teacher might feel - exhausted, frustrated and simply no longer able to smile. ugly shoes almost bested me today. but then i thought about some tool smelling like bird shit when he got caught in the rain while wearing these, and that, well that made me smile.
This is the kind of stuff I live for. My life has meaning, Crystal! IT DOES!
I live for this stuff. I’m putting this on my “projects to do with my class” list.
Directions:
1. Bring in old shoes.
2. Do whatever the eff you want to them.
3. A +