Sun Splotch

Oh, when I saw this I was rocketed back to afternoon art classes in elementary school. I can smell that tempera paint still. Almost good enough to take a taste of right there on the brush. A glob of yellow resting 3/4 of the way up the paper was my start. There that was to be the sun, and I was off. I always started with the sun. It was hard, in my mind, to screw up starting with that glowing, yellow  orb. That was a safe bet. In art class with the nuns, it was gonna be a 'sunny' day. I would make it that way. A round splotch of the brightest yellow, right out of the jar, that did the trick. Kids to the right and left got on the 'kick' that the sun was always going to be coming out of the top right hand corner at the 90° angle. Of course, they had to add the 4-5 rays sprouting forth to the scene below. So realistic!
When I left class, I was pretty proud of my work. The next morning however, my wrinkled, dry effort looked the same. Pitiful!
I knew then a life of Rembrandt wasn't going to be my calling.
I can roll a wall quite nicely with the best of them. I've gotten quite adept at it.
As for the sun splotches, I'll leave the artistic stuff in more capable hands.
Elenka?
I can be a bit foolish at times, but I ain't crazy!
Be nice, I hear some chuckling.