some days ago i was supervising recess, holding a water bottle, and a soccer ball hit me hard. the child who kicked it immediately apologized, and of course it wasn't his fault - i was standing on the field. but when the ball hit me, i almost lost my breath. "oof!" sometimes it's the appropriate feeling, even when not whacked by a ball.
someday i will make a real "mood board", but here are a few postcards i enjoy. mondrian, diego rivera, jasper johns, and that "oof!" person, edward ruscha.
ever had that feeling?