Well hello there! Please accept my apologies, I haven’t really introduced what it is exactly that I do here in Mallorca. Shall I give the list by bullet points?
- Paint artworks
- Print, staple, ship digital art prints
- Teach English
- Happily take care of seven cats
- Enjoy the majestic island of Mallorca
And I used to love driving around our old Renault R4 that you see all the old men driving around here, but sadly, it had a problem with its gas line and it was time to go. I asked the family that I teach their kids if they wanted it, because two of them are getting their driver’s license and they said yes! So at least he (the car) is going to a good home. His name is Radical, by the way, and he was the GREATEST car ever. I, unlike, my boyfriend, have only had a few cars in my life and each one I get very attached to.
My first car was a Buick Electra, which seated 824 people comfortably, with a horn that sounded like a train. My friends and I would park by the tracks, drink beer and honk the horn to freak people out. After I graduated from Oklahoma State University (Go Cowboys!) I bought a silver Ford Probe. Because my best friend had one in red and I wanted to be just like her. I LOVED her RX-7 she had before the Probe, that car was fun.
Anyways, the Probe’s oil gauge was always messed up and on my way home from work in CT, driving home to NYC the engine went out – NO OIL!! And I am NOT kidding, I was taking it in the next day for an oil change. So sad. It sat in my work parking lot until who knows when – I moved to Germany and gave it to an art director at my job. That car had seen a lot of changes in my life. If cars could talk, all of the ones I “owned” would have bestsellers.
Can we give a toast to all my favorite cars? The Buick. The Probe. And now RADICAL. Raise your glasses high. CLINK CLINK.