puppets

We had art camp this morning.  

It was just Fiona and me.  

At 6 o'clock in the morning I set up the studio with a bunch of supplies and covered sections of windows to block out the heat that would be coming later in the day.

We made stick puppets and put on some plays.  Hers was about a woman named Latte who needed a lot of Pepto Bismol and two boys, Pablo of the Forrest and Rodney.  They were British and members of a band.

My story was about a British girl who came to Boston to watch the marathon and then she ended up with a stump arm ... and then I had a Jahar puppet who shouted yay for himself because he got on the cover of Rolling Stone.