Thursday, March 14, 2013

Paint on my hands

There is paint on my fingertips… all over my hands… but none on any canvas or paper.
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Piano-painting-partner Esette and I decided to practice paint today, perhaps throw together a solid concept of what we plan on doing to the piano that Sing For Hope is entrusting us to paint. She brought brushes, acrylics, canvases…
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We were equipped and ready to go! … we got this far:
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We won’t be disclosing our theme yet, but there is a galaxy involved, some Fibonacci, some stars, maybe Pikachu star. And since neither of us know anything about or galaxies, or the stars, we decided to consult our physics major friend. We learned a lot of interesting things. Such as:
“Guys, your spiral is wrong. Most galaxies don’t spiral clockwise. You need to make the spiral counterclockwise.” (so yes, we fixed it)
On the possibility of including Bohr models and orbitals
(imagine this in Esette’s unnamed accent)
“So you see here. Thees, thees is orbeetal. I can see you don’t understand it. That’s ok — we don’t need to understand. We just need to draw.”
“God I hate chemistry.”
“It’s ok. Chemistry hates you too.”
Our friend introduced us to pulsars, to which Esette responds:
“So there’s lines here that curve like this and this thing go FSHOOOM.”
Yep. All in a day’s good work.

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