Our house was broken into early this morning. We have been relatively shaken by the whole thing. Our phones and camera are gone and the burglars stole our friend Sam's backpack with his passport, travel documents, wallet and some cash in it. I guess what is most scary about the whole thing is that there were two men in our house while we were asleep and they took from us for no reason other than that they had seen an opportunity. Casper sleeps in the room next to ours and he gets up, opens the door and comes into our room most nights by himself. I am thankful that he didn't wake up until morning and that he didn't walk out of the front door (which was left wide open) and down the street.
We tracked my iPhone to a park nearby and Steve went down to check it out. There were two men who noticed Steve was trailing them and shouted and threw something at his car before driving off. We got their number plate and a physical description. The GPS tracked them a bit further down the road and they then turned my phone off. The weirdest/grossest thing that happened was that one of them has done a poo outside our front gate, which the po(o)lice have taken samples of. Oh and they also have a set of our house keys.
I won't be able to update with any new pictures as both my camera and my phone camera are gone. I even made a new dress to celebrate the start of school! Oh well, you guys won't mind having a look at the archives will you?
Today was my first day of school, I went and I'm glad I did. My art theory class is awesome. I feel fine now, I am grateful for the fact that everybody is safe and well, and that karma is a bitch.
The painting above is one of a series of 12 that I did last year. It is oil on canvas 30cm x 30cm.