TROUT TWO WAYS
Unfortunate is the fish that makes it to my art class. Here's some more dead fish, this time trout, painted on their first day in painting class in oil on a 12 X 16 masonite board. The next morning their little bleeding carcasses were laid out for my drawing class, where I drew them with charcoal onto 14 X 17 Canson paper. How sweet of them to give their lives to art! Look! The little one is kinda smiling...

YAWN
Wandering Jew vine in a blue glass vase in the foreground. Curly willow in the jar in the background. Charcoal on Canson paper. Weird composition. Sorta unfinished. I'll call it the Three Day Migraine composition, since this is migraine art. This was one of those days when when that nagging ethical side of me that I get from my Daddy got the better of me, and I got up and went to school anyway. My head hurt like heck, I was in a fog all morning, could not draw for $hit, and my brain was receiving messages in arrears. I should have stayed in bed. I think everyone would have been better off. I can be pretty freaky when my head ain't right.