lollipop

It all started with a fresh white sheet of Rives BFK.

I used a rag, a big brush and my elbow

to spread color everywhere.

Looked at it for a while from every direction.

Kept looking.

Eventually, an image appeared.

Once it did, I knew it was there for good. 

I did an idle sketch of what I saw.

Then I drew it on the BFK.

I liked everything about it,

 except, egads! 

This guy has a head like a lollipop!

And just look at that poor dog... 

no doubt checking for exits.

Me, too.

The guy in the sketch is moderately funny-looking,

in a goofy character-y kind-of-way,

but that fathead in the painting is a total sucker.

So far, I think there might be enough to this painting

to make it worth saving.
 But the outline was a mistake;
I should've worked with masses.

I sometimes wish there were such a thing as

 someone who'd swoop in with

  some good advice, maybe a nice glass of wine

and another fresh sheet of Rives.

Put me and The Sucker out of our misery.

The dog can stay.

Wish, wish, wish.

elvis

If you come into my back hall,

you'll see that you got here too late.

Actually, this retablo was the last gift

from my friend Rose before she died.

What an exit!