
Oil on canvas, 26"x 20". Basically, this is an interplay of shadows on my bathroom wall (oh, the bathroom, the mother of all genius!). Except for the RPG shot through the head, of course - or whatever you think it may be. That part is all me.
A case of the gloomies upward of forty may be as common as potholes on the streets of New York, yet all of us cope differently. When heartbreak struck, this middle-aged piggy said no to Prozac - and here's what came out.
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