In an effort to further my experiences with painting, as well as cover up some bad spots on my wall, we decided to get creative with the west wall of my bedroom this past weekend. A lot of ideas floated around in our heads including painting an earth, throwing water balloons of paint, towels covered in paint, and blowing paint out of straws to makes splats on the wall. We tried the straws (and even substituted a spray bottle), but they didn't work. We also threw a towel covered in water at the wall and that worked great, except water went all over the room...so we decided not to try it with paint. In the end, Tunga inspired us all by dragging a paint-covered sponge across the wall in a nice curve. Alex, our official Style Advisor, loved it and told Tunga and I to keep doing the same thing all across the wall. So we did. What resulted is something we have all lovingly named Dreams of Bamboo Forest Fireworks at Midnight. And so ended the story of painting my walls, or might this be a never ending story? Only time will tell...