I’m not going to lie, I was against this piece when Sara painted it.  I know, you’re asking, “AGAINST IT?  She’s 3.”  I don’t know, something about this painting created a wicked reaction from my gut or my brain, I’m not sure which.  Either way, it challenges me.  Maybe it’s the anger of the blue and red.  Maybe it’s the glitter glue on top that just doesn’t WANT to be there.  Maybe it’s the desperation of the hopeful yellow.  Maybe I should hire a sitter and get out more.  Although, I don’t know.  I haven’t seen any movies lately that have made me think as much as this blatantly anti-establishment painting.