Monday, September 17, 2012

Me. Me. Me.

We interrupt our usual adventures about a bumbling space TRIO to bring you a TRIO of an entirely similar sort, sans all the laser gun crap. My painting is called "The Marriage of the Virgin," for the simple reason that marriage has always worked out so well for me. (In case you don't know, I'm being sarcastic. Well, duh.) I painted it with egg tempura, bath salts, and the tears of a clown.

To the awl-eyed viewer who can find the trademark nipple, you will get a prize.* To the uninhibited viewer who notices how dreamy and ripple-riffic my arms are (particularly on the wife-beater guy, natch), you will get a clown tear** and then a proposal of marriage. Because the third time is a charm***!!!

*Prizes not included.

** Clown included.

***Well, duh.

1 comment:

  1. Is this your new "Where's Waldo" gimmick? This painting makes me uncomfortable. It needs to be accessible enough so that [readers] (at least) can understand it. Wait. Where have I heard that before?