Select Page

“How did you hear about us? Who sent you” she said.
“When I woke this morning I said to the universe I’m ready for the next phase of this amazing journey and the universe responded as she often does through facebook where a friend told me you were looking for someone.”
This went down like a pork chop at a batmitzvah.
“ Who sent you? Who are you really working for? You’re an artist aren’t you? We know you want to steal our crayons. Admit it. Admit it…”
“Now that you mention it. Of course that’s what artists do. It’s been nice meeting you and I hope you make it.”
“Not so fast.”
Dwang! He got hit on the head with a cast iron frying pan. At least that’s what it felt like to him. He was sent spinning down the vortex of an inkwell. When he came to he was suffocating. Laura was sitting on his face and emptying his pockets of tubes of colour.
“Look at this” she yelled squirming around “vector viridian! existential ochre! quinquerine blue! oxycontin orange! turmeric turquoise! Many colours you have stolen!”
As she touched him he fell from the tree. His tail wrapped around the branch woke him with a myoclonic jerk, scaring the cat. He wiped himself and padded off to put on the kettle.

#contemporaryart #art #artcollector #artforthesoul #charcoal #lovemyjob #contemporayartist #fineartist #artforsale #printondemand #artprints #artbarx #barxart #eroticart #figurative #atmosphere #mood #presence #rhythm #narrative #forallmyrelations #Artbarx #fineartist #buyartonline#beautifullife #printondemand #artprints#artondemand #artprints#www.davidbarkhamartist #artbarx#interiordesign #artgallery #commissions#handpainted #printedtiles

Pin It on Pinterest