Before I get to the English painters, God Lisa, stop whining. That is so like a woman. Last week I was robbed and shot three times and you didn’t hear a peep out of me. I went about my business as usual.
Ok, I wasn’t actually robbed, or shot; it just felt that way when I had to pay $1500 for car repairs. This after paying $1300 for repairs less than a month ago.
Now to those two Brit robber Baronesses. I met these ladies at California Art Institute on Saturday. They seemed to be experienced painters with pleasant personalities. But listen to this – I paid them hard earned sawmill dollars to visit the blog and leave a comment saying they liked my paintings better that Lisa’s. I rehearsed this several times with them to make sure they would get it right. They took my money and ran. I hope they get fat.
I had been complementing them both mentally for being slender. Then I realized, of course, they are Brit; their food is so bland why would they want to eat. Really, if you think about it, most Americans are accidentially fat. Doesn’t it just look like their air bags went off?
On top of being robbed, my Saturday painting was less than a minimum success. I was going to toss it but have decided to see if I can do something with it as there are a couple of areas I like. I will post it in the future.