Always cleaning, that’s me. Not. Yesterday, I went with my sweetheart to pick up some new panels from her MFA studio. And while wandering around the classroom, I accidentally got some paint on me. Paint is attracted to me like metal to a magnet. Paint can find my clothes from 100 yards away. It’s a gift really. So while washing my hands in the class room sink I noticed the liquid soap spilled out into a favorite shape. Just having some clean fun. Enjoy.
This bird is beautiful and your story very funny.
Glad you liked it. I seem to use more soap and paper towels than the average artist. Wonder if that means something?