Over my run here, I probably faked my own death at least five times, maybe ten. Sadly, nobody noticed. I will continue to live and paint, but no more faking my own death, or being abducted by aliens, or kidnapped by art terrorists. No more late night studio raids, or arrests on trumped up charges. No more jail time - minimum, medium, or maximum security (OZ). No more time travel (backwards or forwards). No more reincarnations of me, or in me. No more possessions of me, or by me. No more festivals, parades, or celebrations (of life) in my honour. No more fake news, fake tweets, or fake outs. Just me.

“Painting of the Day” - The end is near countdown: 3


March 28, 2018

Leave a comment

Please note: comments must be approved before they are published.