I WONDER...ABOUT ART ART ART AND OTHER THINGS THAT ARE SIMILAR

In this moment. Right now. I'm reading Steve Martin's new book An Object of Beauty. I'm quite in love with it- the canvas cover and shiny letters...the extra short chapters that make me, the reader, feel very accomplished at the end of three paragraphs...the brilliant descriptions of art, the pictures in between the written lines, and oh yes- Steve's voice narrating the book in my head.

Back in the olden days when I was not alive, but my parents were traveling in New York (maybe 1985?) they saw Mr. Martin at The Russian Tea Room. Apparently, he grimaced at their stares and all agreed that they wouldn't bother him during his (presumably family) meal.

I keep thinking what I would do if I met Mr. Martin. I'd have his book, which is also my book; my name is written in the front flap. I would have his book in my purse, where I keep those sort of important things. I think I would be shy. Painfully shy. I'd wish that he would just read my mind and offer to sign it for me without my having to start the conversation. After signing it I would like if he'd walk away immediately- avoiding my awkward praise.

In place of this not-so-likely occurrence, I'm going to write how much I enjoy Mr. Martin right now - maybe (like my friend Emily, who was sent a poem back from her admiree) I will receive a thank you note in return? One can dream, right?

Dear Mr. Martin,

I like your book.

♥♥♥ Zoe

What do you think? I wrote a really long one, but it sounded sappy so I took all of that out and was left with this. It seems a little barren without the fan girl jabber, but it's clean. Simple. I think I'll leave it like that- yeah, I will. Hmmm...maybe I'll just do one heart rather than three. No- I've already decided to leave it. Done. Finished.

Okay- everybody go check out Emily's Christmas present poem- Mr. Martin, I'm expecting a response of a similar caliber. ;)- That's a wink face to let you know I'm kidding.