You know sometimes when a tree sprouts on uneven ground on the banks of a placid pond and two branches come out askew but it doesn't seem to hurt either branch at all and they go on and get all crusty and strong together.
This tree is on the banks of that pond with all the weeping willows on the north end of Graceland not far from where Ernie Banks rests.
Well as you know us artists, all we ask is a sailing ship and a star to steer her by, and this is my star. Haven't done that much, slopped down paint, blotted it up. Repeated a couple times and the last time I pulled up the paper towel this is what was left.
And this looked pretty good to me, even though I did so little work on it.
I've been jammed up with doctors and nurses and hospitals, nothing that worrisome I think, but very time consuming and distracting, so I am trotting this out just to make an appearance on the blog.