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Some days you wake up and draw Ruby and Roscoe fleeing from a poorly designed roboshark in a mini sub. It happens.
Trying to avoid the news since I'm out of blood pressure meds, so here's a painting of my niece.
Some mornings you wake up and draw Groucho careening downhill on a bike. It happens.
Some mornings you wake up and paint magic happening. On a good day.
Some days you wake up and draw a goat riding a bicycle. It happens.
Delivering this painting, Red Repose, to a gallery show this week.