I think there is a child in Brooklyn that is waiting to teach me how to blow bubbles and to make it art and to point others to Jesus through art, bubbles and a giant yellow school bus. Did I mention that I do not like big yellow school buses. Kinda like I do not like green eggs and ham. Not at all. Not any way. Not here or there or anywhere. But the Great Art Bus Adventure goes on. I know a tree grows in Brooklyn but so does a boy who blows bubbles reallly really well and needs Jesus. wishing grace…..wynnegraceappears for Brooklyn and soon in Brooklyn from Brooklyn.