March 4, 2015
Home for a night with my family, time together has been short this year.
Sports highlights, family dinner, and deconstruction.
My dad and I are very similar--we love writing, are always generating ideas, and each have a sizable collection of catchphrases. He and I are also alike in temperament, so I was not surprised when he easily fell into a rhythm with the process.
This was the first time deconstructing with my family, so my mom asked a lot of questions to better understand my intent in using this action to engage with people.
When my dad finished he threw the threads on the ground, an action reminiscent of a touchdown celebration. He conquered the canvas, and soon he was helping my mom finish her piece.