Art can save the world

Judging by the small but lovely things that have happened in my street in the 2 or 3 hours I sat outside and painted, I have decided that art can save the world. All we need is about 10% of the population to go out and paint lovely pretty things everywhere and then everyone in the world will be happy and lovely all day.

I've decided to paint some pot plants on the front of my house which was a suggestion that came from Will Evans. This sounded like a fun low maintenance way to garden and since Dan recently cut down the rose bush in our actual garden (thinking it was a weed) I wanted to have flowers again. In my opinion the best kind of flowers are pictures of flowers, they are much less needy than real flowers.

This is what I've done on the house so far obviously I haven't "planted" any flowers in that middle pot yet. Two days ago I did the sunflower but I had to come in before it was finished because their was a fight on the street that I didn't want to get involved in. Then today lots of random passers by were lovely to me. Quite a few people stopped to complement the work, a guy that owns a coffee shop brought me out a free cup of coffee because he says he likes seeing people be creative, he also said the best thing about it was that 'I was actually doing it' which was an odd thing to say but I got what he meant. It's a shame I don't like coffee, I drank some of it anyway to be polite. I had a good chat with the post man about it, and my new Spanish next door neighbours, and a old man on a bike who said he's wife had told him to come and look. A woman also asked me if I did murals for children's nurseries so I gave her my business card and hopefully she'll get in touch.

I do proper love liverpool sometimes. Everyone talks to everyone, sometimes it's bad and people should learn to be a bit more private like this woman who walked past on the phone today shouting 'the sex was crap you cheeky c***!' But coming from a quiet village I would rather have interaction with people than be ignored.

Probably the best thing that happed today was that two kids that were about 9 or 10 came over and complemented me on my work and asked if they could do a bit, I would have let them but one kid persuaded the other that it would be boring so they walked off. The amazing thing about this is that I have seen these kids twice before and both times they were less than loveable. Once we were having tea in 'The Jam Cafe' and they came in with chips they have bought somewhere else and sat down and demanded a fork and salt and were genrally cheeky, and the second time was when they attempted to egg us. Even as they were walking towards me today one of them suggested robbing my painting stuff, but I like to think that the art inspired them to be nice for once. Who knows they might wait till I've finished and then come back and spray paint over it all. I hope not.