Ordinary To Extraordinary In Two Hours Or So

My oldest daughter and I have spent a good deal of time together lately...fallout from the incredibly busy rehearsal week activities my youngest daughter is going through. Kelsey and I went shopping for some supplies for our upcoming mission trip to Juarez, then did dinner and a movie two nights ago.. a nice night out.

Her day involved working on the kitchen team for our Mexico mission trip. Ordinary stuff.

She finished her responsibilities about the same time as I got off work and she wanted to practice her driving skills, so we did that. Still not much out of the ordinary.

After that we shopped for bug spray, sunscreen, chap stick and other stuff for the trip. Painfully ordinary.

Dinner at the house. Ordinary.

We had a project that involved hooking up our TV, DVD player and PlayStation into one "switcher" so we can stop turning the television set around to disconnect one device and hook up another. Mission accomplished. A little out of the ordinary, but certainly nothing really exciting, either.

Then it happened:

The "painting jeans" were put on.
The studio door closed.
The music came on. I think it was "creative mix."
The door opened aboout two hours later.

This was the result:



I like having an artist in my house (and secretly wish I was one) even if I cannot explain how ordinary events transpire into creative juices.