Anyway, I digress, the movie is emotional for me because my brother and I sat through it twice one Christmas day at the age of 15 and 6 respectively, to escape a drunken father and a very abusive stepmother. It gave me sanctuary, reminded me of our murdered President whom I adored, and will always be a very important movie to me. You know, how songs are "our song"? This is "my movie".
So, to fight the weepies, I worked on viking knit all day, and will publish a pic of the first one when I get the end crimps, claps and pendant on. Sometimes art is creative, sometimes inspired and sometimes escape. I love getting lost in art like I was lost all those years ago in our little neighborhood theater, imagining there were noble knights, tables round, goodly kings, true romance and that I could be Guinevere, if only for a day.