Still playing this game… where I post pieces of art with pieces of me… Art… in them, and you come up with clever names to impress the blogging community. Just to mix things up, this isn’t another picture where I did something weird to myself in Photoshop. This one is an actual picture of myself that I drew…
Yes, that really is what I looked like back in my early twenties… because I drew that picture based on this photo…
Yes, I was sexy… and yes… I did invent the wardrobe malfunction…
You’re welcome.
Pouring My Art Out 
Sexy?
I can’t argue with that…
We play that game when we go to the Minneapolis Institute of Art. I find the names are not as complicated as we think they are going to be. If this were in the MIA (and I’ve seen worse) it would probably be called “Man with Cigarette.” True story.
Yeah… Too simple
You didn’t like hair bands did you? Were you fascinated with the covers of romance novels? Going for the Fabio look??!
I grew up in Berkeley
That explains it
Yeah it does
It’s not a proper wardrobe malfunction until we get double-nipple. So, on that note: some double-nipple please.
You look like a hairy, harmless hussy. I’m cool with that.
It’s never enough for you, is it
Go hard or go home, I always say.
oh my
“Janet Jackson, watch and learn”
Oh yeah
Where the heck did I leave my phone?
Like we had phones in those days… ha
Heading for mischief
nice…
“Wigged Out”
Clever but misleading…
That’s quite a head of hair. I’m jealous.
I miss it
Being that long, I mean…
That drawing is the best piece of art you’ve posted for the series. I call it “The Love Child of Arthur Browne and Dick Cheney.”
that is just mean spirited…
And you were expecting…”
sweetness and light???
That costs money, my friend. 🙂
oh my