I like the mouth, but the rest...
Do you know what galls me?
I'll tell you. What galls me is that I spent at least an hour in the studio today, essentially done, reading the newspaper, staring at The Annotated Obama. I mean staring at it. I mean looking at it with a jaundiced eye, whatever that means. And I liked it.
I liked it. And if I go back tomorrow, I'll still like it. Yet when I look at this particular photo...
...it seems alarmingly off-base.
That's what galls me.
Nonetheless, I will be on Wall Street tomorrow with a painting I like, collecting annotations. And at 10:00 am, EST, it will be available on eBay. Bidding opens at five bones and closes Saturday morning.
And we'll see.
I'll tell you. What galls me is that I spent at least an hour in the studio today, essentially done, reading the newspaper, staring at The Annotated Obama. I mean staring at it. I mean looking at it with a jaundiced eye, whatever that means. And I liked it.
I liked it. And if I go back tomorrow, I'll still like it. Yet when I look at this particular photo...
...it seems alarmingly off-base.
That's what galls me.
Nonetheless, I will be on Wall Street tomorrow with a painting I like, collecting annotations. And at 10:00 am, EST, it will be available on eBay. Bidding opens at five bones and closes Saturday morning.
And we'll see.
posted by Geoffrey at 8:24 PM
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