We're going to see just how badly we can fuck up a perfectly innocent image. 😂 HERE'S HOW IT WORKS: I am going to describe a ridiculously simple image (that would make a cool painting). Then each person tries describes what pops into their mind based on the previous comments. Describe what you thin the image looks like. Add as many comment descriptions as you like after you read mine and others. 🫟🫟🫟🫟🫟🫟 Example: Original: photo of a red cardinal sitting on a snowy branch. Person 1: "Small red thing sitting on something cold and woody." Person 2: "Tiny angry red creature freezing its ass off on a stick." Person 3: "Furious miniature devil stranded in a frozen forest." And by person 10 we're painting Satan riding a popsicle through Wisconsin.

Today we start our 3 day drive South. 1700 miles to get to sunshine and longer winter days and avoid snow and cold. This is our 6th year doing this together. It’s a lot of work but to us, it’s worth it for now. I wonder what will happen when we can’t do this. Rich is 79 and I wonder how much longer he can load the trailer. I could probably do it if he can’t. I can drive it no problem if he can’t. But that world looks so different I struggle to really see it. Who knows, maybe we can do this another 10 years. Do you think about a dramatic change in your future and what it looks like?

A man I’m proud to call my friend. Timothy Colomer. US Marine Gunnery Sargent, EOD Tech, Purple Heart recipient and fellow artist. Tim has a new book coming out about his time serving his country and I can’t wait to read it. He draws and paints and does a lot to help his brothers who served with him and before him. This picture was drawn from a picture taken after a extended time in the field. The look on his face tells the story that many go through and continue to deal with long after their service is over. Good luck on your book and I want a signed copy brothers

Finish this sentence. Don't overthink it.

I know this isn’t about painting, but there’s something so special about a favorite cup. This was given to me by my nephews and it is the cup I drink coffee from every single day. It’s me! It’s getting packed to make move to Texas again. Which means I’ll have to drink coffee without it for the next week. It’s ok. So the question is, why do we have a favorite cup?