Backdoor 24x24
This painting makes me happy. I enjoyed every minute of it and can’t stop looking at it. I’ll never sell it, it’s going in the old folks home when my mind is gone. When I stare at it I won’t know what or where it is, but I’ll feel good. I’d be a happy man if I could do this consistently. It happens once or twice a year. The rest of the time? Heavy lifting and pain.