The wife knew nothing about Bob Ross. I told her Bob Ross is the Julia Child of artists. So we watched some Bob Ross real chill like.
Then I painted this landscape piece.
I think the man would approve of my happy little cloud. Only thing is he painted his clouds in a flash and my cloud needs several seasons to mature.
i have no art
like dada kissed an existentialist and fell in love with light in time as the thing perhaps is to eat flowers and not to be