Summertime Hydrangeas and Classic Modest Mouse

It's Monday, and that means art and music!  YAY!

Below is a painting by my art class buddy Mary Compton.  She's a meticulous artist, and a wonderful human being.   I'm happy to know her!

This is a lovely little painting, and I can't wait to find a place to hang it!Pink and Purple Hydrangea6" X 9"Oil on canvas

You can see more of Mary Compton's art on her Student Page on the Red Dot Gallery website here.

Since I'm wearing my Modest Mouse t-shirt my daughter bought me today to the art studio, I've had them on the brain.  Here's a classic video I hope you'll enjoy!

Modest Mouse

"Missed the Boat"

This song is sort of depressing.  But it makes me happy because my life is better than those depicted in the song...  Muahahahaha!!!!!
"Missed The Boat"
While we're on the subjectCould we change the subject now?I was knocking on your ear's door but you were always outLooking towards the futureWe were begging for the pastWell we knew we had the good thingsBut those never seemed to lastOh please just lastEveryone's unhappyEveryone's ashamedWell we all just got caught lookingAt somebody else's pageWell nothing ever wentQuite exactly as we plannedOur ideas held no waterBut we used them like a damOh, and we carried it all so wellAs if we got a new positionOh, and I laugh all the way to hellSaying yes, this is a fine promotionOh, and I laugh all the way to hellOf course everyone goes crazyOver such and such and suchWe made ourselves a pillarWe just used it as a crutchWe were certainly uncertainAt least I'm pretty sure I amWell we didn't need the waterBut we just built that good G*d damOh, and I know this of myselfI assume as much for other peopleOh, and I know this of myselfWe've listened more to life's end gongThan the sound of life's sweet blissWas it ever worth it?Was there all that much to gain?Well we knew we missed the boatAnd we'd already missed the planeWe didn't read the inviteWe just dance at our wakeAll our favorites were playingSo we could shake, shake, shake, shake, shakeTiny curtains open and we heard the tiny clap of little handsA tiny man would tell a little joke and get a tiny laugh from all the folksSitting drifting around in bubbles and thinking it was us that carried themWhen we finally got it figured out that we had truly missed the boatOh, and we carried it all so wellAs if we got a new positionOh, and we owned all the tools ourselvesBut not the skills to make a shelf withOh, what useless tools ourselves

I'm joining Miss Angie at Musical Monday!

Until next time...
Blessings!
Ricki Jill