It's been thirty years since the last time I painted a canvas. I had to open some of the paint tubes with a pair of pliers.
Jimmy gave me this easel for our
twenty-fifth wedding anniversary.
What did he know that I didn't.
I had the alligator dream again last night. It was either paint or start looking for drugs.
I made this piece while waiting for the paint to dry. It's going to be one of the book's pages I think. Some people are better at waiting than others.