Jackson Pollock?

I confess, I was a little worried when I walked in the kitchen one day and saw Dayna standing in front of the refrigerator, mumbling about Jackson Pollock and flicking paint.

Several friends, as well as Dayna's art teacher cheered her on via Facebook, so I took a deep breath and let the paint fall where it may.

I'd say the results were much less messy than anticipated, and she actually had some interesting pictures.