Refrigerator Art -- The Blessing
...her imagination was by habit ridiculously active; when the door was not open, it jumped out of the window.
-- Henry James, in The Portrait of a Lady
Early Saturday morning, she begins, painting diligently, whistling happily, until it becomes too hot to work. She makes a journal entry, then sleeps the sleep of the dead until the evening cool arouses her. She paints again until it is too dark to see to mix the paint properly.
"Señorita, what if it rains?" Sarita asks softly.
"We'll just have to move it inside until it dries. But it wouldn't DARE rain on my herd before they're protected."
Fortunately, the rain waits until the protective clear coat is dry. Despina is later surprised to discover that the tribe has given her credit for holding the rain off the few crucial days, based on her frivolous remark to Sarita.
Since the hovel pretty effectively blocks her personal fridge from view, it is not until things are practically dry enough to accidentally touch without damage before her project is generally discovered. The students are too involved in the painting going on behind the school roof support posts to do their normal round of visiting.
Juan discovers her efforts with a shout that draws all the rest. "¡Mira! ¡Una rumada!"
Guillermo, eyes wide, approaches reverently.
"Abrelo," suggests Despina.
Opening the door wide, he leaps back, staring at the two-tone stallion seemingly about to trample him.
One by one, each person opens the door, gaping at the image that pops up.
"Necesitamos más," says Guillermo, afire with new ideas.
Last updated 12/28/08 changed first line; 10/15/04 Reworked first and fifth paragraph; -- 5/13/02.
Word Count: 267
Friday, March 15th, 2002 4:51 pm (pandemo)