So by now you might be wondering if I am ever going to run out of pieces of art that have pieces of Art… (me)… in them… If so, well, you really don’t know me at all, do you?
Look, stop worrying about my compulsive love of my own face and start worrying about winning this game where you have to come up with a name for each of these pieces of Art art that we all admit is more clever than any of the names that anybody else came up with… because once you have been chosen as being the most clever commenter on even one of my posts… pitted against my commenters who are obviously the most brilliant commenters in all the many universes… then you too will start loving yourself as much as I love myself… and you might have to take up drawing and painting and selfie-photography and get Photoshop… so you can express your love of you to the world!
Now wow us with a name for this…
My eyes, my eyes!
they will grow back
Frazetta is spinning so fast in his grave you could use his skeleton for a ceiling fan.
Is Frank dead?
His soul just took 100 Ambien.
I bet heaven has a hell of a pharmacy… wait… I need to Tweet that…
World domination complete.
Now that plays right into the way my mind works
Artageddon
oh yeah!
Have you ever heard of “Garfield Minus Garfield?” Maybe I should start a new blog called “Art Minus Art.” That could be a lot of fun. 🙂
no idea what that means… but if it has me in it… get started… unless the minus means sans me… then don’t bother
Google “Garfield Minus Garfield.”
it really is exactly what I thought it is… okay… that would be funny… do it…
pouring out my art on a bad day?
good one