By WR Jones
That’s right 3 (THREE) count ’em. Use your fingers so you don’t lose count. Sometimes I, myself, drop a number when going from the 1 to the 2 without using my fingers.
Now I have a serious series going here. With only two paintings you could say you had a straight line but it is a stretch (I’m willing to make) to call it a series. But when you have 3 – a horse of a different color as they say. I think the word series is derived from the word serious meaning no nonsense here – head down, nose to the grindstone, get er done.
Ya, the painting sucks, but it is still number 3. A useable attribute of watercolor is that you can screw a painting up in no time and move on to an afternoon’s drinking.
The downside to this flurry of painting activity on my part is that this may put the “Leaf Series” out of financial reach of many of my collectors. The bidding activity has been hyper. Counting the phone bids from mom the latest stands at $7 for the collection. This is in USD which, I feel, gives an unfair advantage to those offering Euros. I will hang up on those callers for the first person to offer me 4 vicodin for the lot (I have a throbbing headache from all this concentrated effort).
I took a shower this morning after opening a new box of Olay soap. The box stated this was “Age Defying” soap. So, I’m wondering how defying. Does it just drag its feet or does it slam it into reverse?
I was thinking of posting a photo of me just out of the shower to see if you think I look younger. But with so many holding their breath for number three, I felt there might be a mass die off if I didn’t post these leaves.
Strangely, I did find myself skipping through the garage to the car. And later on the freeway I had the urge to drive really fast. At one point on the way to work, on that downhill section of the road, I had it up to 67 MPH.