Yesterday I had lunch or early dinner with Tiff, who gave me all the children's drawings from summer school that I am to use as raw material for a T shirt design. I saw her standing on the walkway with a long, rolled up collection of papers, and said, "There's a muddy brown aura coming from those papers - it doesn't bode well." I was making up the aura part, but she'd already told me the drawings were less than satisfactory (not the children's fault - an adult wouldn't come up with anything too fabulous, most likely, if he walked in cold and was told to draw a shirt design). Tiff thought I meant that the papers being rolled up was a bad thing - no, no - that part was fine. We unrolled them on the table and I kept picking up hopeless-case drawings and waving them at Tiff, saying, "What? You don't think THIS is wonderful?" I found one that was interesting - then saw it was by a teacher's daughter. What's wrong with that, you say. Nothing, nothing... except she doesn't go to our school. Then I saw one that has no name (so I approach it with some trepidation). It depicts a giant sea turtle in the water, with a canoe alongside, two coconut palm trees on the shell (along with some other things I haven't bent my mind around yet... a ladder? french fries?), and a shining sun. On the end part of the shell, where a tail would be, had a tail been drawn, is a little man with a fishing rod. The little fisherman is totally cool. On the reverse is a very nice orca. I came in here to fiddle with it for a bit while my coffee cooled - I was rather shocked to see it's 1pm now.