And then one day I became a living statue
For the next three days, I’m going to stand in 30C-degree weather, in a sweat-inducing costume, with layers of makeup on my face, on a main street, with the hope of getting total strangers to crack a smile – or, even, a smirk. This is my inaugural attempt at being a living statue. I’m not a street artist or busker. I have no juggling skills. And, I can’t play any instrument. But I can get people to smile. I love the challenge (and success) of inducing a smile. Near the end of