I like little paintings. I also like ice cream... not necessarily in little dishes.
My art has no trans-fat, cholesterol, or mono-sodium glutamate. Come to think of it, there may be some artificial coloring. You can have as many as you want... even if you are on a diet.
I’ve never done any animal testing with my art. Our cat, Thumper, isn’t much for tests. Actually, Thumper doesn’t even go for testing a new cat food.
I don't think that my art contributes to global warming.
I’ve never heard of my art causing an upset stomach, however, to be perfectly honest about it, I’ve never actually asked anyone either.
My art is low maintenance. You never need to water it, and I’ve yet to see aphids on any of them.
My art doesn’t require professional dry cleaning.
I have heard some folks say they didn’t like it... however, they didn’t like me either... especially after I heard the first part of this sentence.
I don’t think I’ll ever forget the time, many years ago, that our dog chewed an original oil painting that was one of my prized possessions. Timmy, actually made it to a ripe old age. While he did have good taste in art, I didn’t appreciate the way he tasted it.
I don’t know... it just seemed right to share some little thoughts. Heck, what do I know... it wouldn’t be the first time I’ve arrived at the ferry dock to find that it had already sailed.
