Elmer Stud

16 11 2004

People come into our lives in interesting ways. It’s fun to follow the thread of one’s own and another’s path, noticing where they first crossed and why, and then watching the progressive weavings and twinings form a lovely, delicate design in the tapestry of life.

I met Dustin, Stefanie’s brother, when she was still a high school student in Long Beach. As I got to know him, I heard snippets about her. I saw photographs. The camera captured her fun, free spirit, and I knew I’d like to know her.

Then I did. She enrolled at SPU, and when we visited Grace last year, we met her. We went out for bubble tea. We laughed. We ate Moroccan cous-cous and sea bass at an African restaurant. We laughed some more. We connected.

I knew Dustin was an artist. He painted three miniatures of individual autumn leaves, framed them, and gave them to us for Christmas one year. They hang in my dining room, and I love them. So, when Stefanie announced she was going to paint us a picture, I felt like a kid right before her friends show up for her birthday party. I didn’t know what we’d be getting, but my imagination danced with anticipation.

During our recent trip to Seattle, we visited Stefanie in her dorm room. (Traci was also there. I would describe her worm walk, but that’s a very different story.) After chatting a bit, Stefanie opened her cabinet and produced the painting.

I smiled. I smiled more. I almost laughed. I LOVED IT!

Imagine a horse. He’s curious about you — maybe he smells your hair tonic and decides to make a closer inspection. So he leans toward you, his snout so close you could kiss him. That’s the perspective on this painting. Huge, grinning horse’s snout in the foreground diminishing to the rest of his face and then eventually his shoulders and front legs.

His hair is golden. The background is bright turquoise blue, and his forelock is pink.

Yep. Pink.

I think I like that pink tuft of hair as much as anything. I named him Elmer. Stefanie signed it with an “S” in the bottom right corner. So I decided that should be his initial, too. Elmer Stud.

Elmer is grinning in a wry sort of way, and he has a look in his eye that says, “You wish you knew what I’m thinking. But you don’t. And I’m not telling. Just try not to love me anyway.”

You try. But you can’t. He makes you happy every time you walk by.

Elmer Stud stands sentinel on a table in the den. He watches the world go by, secure in his cocky self confidence. As much as I’d like to give him what for, I’m afraid he’s right. The tapestry has been woven. The threads have intertwined. Friendships have been formed that — no matter how separated by time and distance — remain because they’re woven from the fabric of immortal souls.

Thanks, Stefanie. You can count on Elmer to keep you ever close, until the threads cross again.

♥ EZ


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16 11 2004
ragamuffen

For some reason this reminds me of those cute paintings that were everywhere in the 70’s. I love it.

You have the funnest life.
xoxo

16 11 2004
ragamuffen

For some reason this reminds me of those cute paintings that were everywhere in the 70’s. I love it.

You have the funnest life.
xoxo

16 11 2004
Anonymous

need a look see

OK, you can’t go and tell a story like that without a visual. Can you scan the picture and post it? The world needs to meet Elmer Stud!!!

relevantgirl

16 11 2004
Anonymous

need a look see

OK, you can’t go and tell a story like that without a visual. Can you scan the picture and post it? The world needs to meet Elmer Stud!!!

relevantgirl

16 11 2004
jeannedamoff

Thanks. I hope you know the ragamuffen thread is one of the more colorful ones in the LJ portion of my “funnest” life. I’m glad you’re here.

Love, EZ

16 11 2004
jeannedamoff

Thanks. I hope you know the ragamuffen thread is one of the more colorful ones in the LJ portion of my “funnest” life. I’m glad you’re here.

Love, EZ

16 11 2004
jeannedamoff

Re: need a look see

Two problems.

1. I don’t have a scanner.
2. I don’t know how to post pictures. Yeah. I’m a cyber-loser.

What I can do is take a digital shot and e-mail it to you. Of course, you should be able to imagine the painting, given the eloquent word picture I painted here. Pink hair is pink hair. What’s the big mystery, Mary? ;o)

16 11 2004
jeannedamoff

Re: need a look see

Two problems.

1. I don’t have a scanner.
2. I don’t know how to post pictures. Yeah. I’m a cyber-loser.

What I can do is take a digital shot and e-mail it to you. Of course, you should be able to imagine the painting, given the eloquent word picture I painted here. Pink hair is pink hair. What’s the big mystery, Mary? ;o)

17 11 2004
lbsteffy

A horse of a different color

Thanks for the dedication. If you only knew what the real horse was like. Oh boy, did he ever have a cocky self confidence that I just couldn’t live without!!! I’m glad you like him.

17 11 2004
lbsteffy

A horse of a different color

Thanks for the dedication. If you only knew what the real horse was like. Oh boy, did he ever have a cocky self confidence that I just couldn’t live without!!! I’m glad you like him.

17 11 2004
armored_mind

Yet another happy story to brighten my otherwise dull and dreary day in darkening drizzly Dallas. Danke!

17 11 2004
armored_mind

Yet another happy story to brighten my otherwise dull and dreary day in darkening drizzly Dallas. Danke!

17 11 2004
jeannedamoff

Re: A horse of a different color

And thank you, again, for investing your time and talent into such a fun painting. We are honored to have an original Stefanie. When you are famous, we will consider lending Elmer to museums. But they can’t have him for keeps.

By the by, did Grace give you the card I left for you? (I apologize for misspelling your name on it. Eeep.)

Your fan,
EZ

17 11 2004
jeannedamoff

Re: A horse of a different color

And thank you, again, for investing your time and talent into such a fun painting. We are honored to have an original Stefanie. When you are famous, we will consider lending Elmer to museums. But they can’t have him for keeps.

By the by, did Grace give you the card I left for you? (I apologize for misspelling your name on it. Eeep.)

Your fan,
EZ

17 11 2004
jeannedamoff

Aw. Thanks, and you’re welcome. What a dandy discourse despite your dismal dilemma.

Delighted!
EZ

17 11 2004
jeannedamoff

Aw. Thanks, and you’re welcome. What a dandy discourse despite your dismal dilemma.

Delighted!
EZ

17 11 2004
lbsteffy

Re: A horse of a different color

I haven’t seen Grace since I last saw you in my room, so, no, I haven’t received this card you speak of. However, I already forgive you for spelling my name wrong. Just this once though…

17 11 2004
lbsteffy

Re: A horse of a different color

I haven’t seen Grace since I last saw you in my room, so, no, I haven’t received this card you speak of. However, I already forgive you for spelling my name wrong. Just this once though…

21 11 2004
emma_furlong

dream weaver

Yes its fascinating how we meet people. I have a canadian friend living in Japan. A Japanese friend living in Australia. The most amazing story is when I met a girl in Australia who was going to meet friends in Canada. I had never met them and didnt expect to. In fact I didn’t even know their names. Then lo and behold I met them in Italy on a tour. That was the day Elvis died also, which has nothing to do with anything. Maybe I just needed cheering up.
lol I’m feeling mad today,
Emma

21 11 2004
emma_furlong

dream weaver

Yes its fascinating how we meet people. I have a canadian friend living in Japan. A Japanese friend living in Australia. The most amazing story is when I met a girl in Australia who was going to meet friends in Canada. I had never met them and didnt expect to. In fact I didn’t even know their names. Then lo and behold I met them in Italy on a tour. That was the day Elvis died also, which has nothing to do with anything. Maybe I just needed cheering up.
lol I’m feeling mad today,
Emma

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