I told you a couple weeks ago about my totally wacky watercolor class--in the end there was the lady who looks and acts like a Cuckoo's Nest escapee, the stuttering mailman obsessed with pop-up books, and me.
Tonight when I showed up for class (this was the last one in the session, by the way) the Cuckoo's Nest woman was in the room alone. The lights were mostly off and she was seated at the table just looking down. She didn't respond when I said hi or when I tried to make conversation about finding the light switches. She just sat there...
So I went about my business--turning on lights, getting my paints out, filling up my water container.
She didn't budge--totally motionless.
A few minutes later, the front desk attendant came in to say that there was a change of location and the class was going to be conducted in the library downstairs. So I started packing my things up--but this woman was still just staring down at the table. I started wondering if I needed to repeat the information to her.
But the second I stood up, this woman
bolted out the door ahead of me--like at top speed! She tore down the stairs and bypassed the library--heading for the exit. I started to say something, thinking maybe she didn't know where she was supposed to go--but she kind of glared at me and flew out the front door into the night.
Then the desk attendant ran after her and called out as she was running down the driveway. She asked if the woman was coming back and Crazy-Time responded "I haven't decided!"
My watercolor teacher was all like ???? and started to get all worried because obviously this woman isn't playing with a full deck and she was concerned for her safety--she said that usually someone is there waiting to drive her home.
So then it turned into a free-for-all of calls being made to the woman's home and people driving around searching for her.
About an hour later we got a call that she was back at home. We were told that she thought the class was canceled (????).
Unfortunately, the mailman didn't make an appearance tonight which is disappointing, as he certainly would have added to the freak show aspect of the evening's events!
She looks so happy to be holding it...
But at some point I think she started wondering about its creep factor:
In this pic I think she's kind of not liking it anymore:
And this last one is my favorite and the one I will attempt to use for a painting. I like the light and the faraway look in her eyes...
Is this thing creepy or what??
It looks like something that might come to life and rise up in the middle of the night and kill us all!
To be on the safe side, I've locked them both in the laundry room!
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