There's A Ball In My Shoe.

This painting was recently destroyed by rain.
I sent it to California and now it will never come back.
ON account of the rain, like I said.
It makes me sad not only because it is awesome, but because I made this while Mama T was cooking the Burger.
And I don't know, it just meant a lot to me.
And now it is gone.

Turn, turn.
Nothing to be done about it now huh?
Accidents happen ad so on, right?

Just some paint and chalk and wood.

That is the thing about art in general.
It is all just materials and ideas when you break it all down.
You need to break it all down.

Or the rain will do it for you.