My mom is an artist, my dad is an engineer, and me?

I’m screwed.

That has always been the joke at least. I have to much artist in me to like everything in straight rows but I have too much of an engineer’s mind set for it to be disorderly.

I joke that I am the child torn between two worlds, like Spock maybe.

Anyways, I had to laugh when I came to visit today and my parents had the most perfect visualization set up in their living room.

Mom on the left with her scattered array of paper arts.

Dad on the right with his neatly laid out electrical engineering tools.

And me, right there in the middle.

Continuing the adventure,  

Jessica Boctor