Artwork > W>T>F

Collage, pencil and acrylic on paper


I’m not actually sure if Carol was Carol’s name. I’ve forgotten. Carol was a sweet heart. She was always encouraging me to bring in my paintings in to show her. I finally did, and she didn’t really say much of anything besides, “ve-ry nice”. We sat around for awhile longer after her critique and we drank coffee, and she then imparted to me that if I really wanted to make it, I should “take a look at this guys work”, and pointed to her Thomas Kinkade embellished mug. She wore adult diapers and tight black pants