An air of commanding grandiosity surrounded them as they slowly made their way through the crowded art party. I was quietly propped against a wall immersed in observing the multi-varied throngs of eye-catching humans passing by when I noticed the crowd parting in deference to what appeared to be the King and Queen of the event. I snapped to and headed toward them to ask for a photo. The King happily obliged, but the Queen hesitated for a bit and warned me that she "looks awful in photographs". I had a little wine in me so I screeched, "Impossible! You are gorgeous!" and then I turned red with embarrassment because one shouldn't address a Queen in such an overly exuberant manner. She shot me a look and I averted my eyes. Medium: Gouache and acrylic in moleskine.
The Royal Love Turtles Medium: graphite in moleskine
You know the funny thing about your art party people is that even though I don't know them and I've never seen them before, they're incredibly familiar. Maybe every city has a rich-person art scene and all the rich-people art scenesters are clones of each other?
Anyway, the turtles are genius. Of course.
Posted by: Kipling | June 22, 2010 at 12:05 PM
LOVE LOVE LOVE
Posted by: Shannon | June 22, 2010 at 12:13 PM
I'm glad you didn't blurgle:
"Darling! You don't know the half of it!" to the little turtle-to-be-queen.
Thanks to your talent I can feel their self-importance from HERE!
Posted by: Vern | June 22, 2010 at 09:00 PM
Superb! The snobbishness fairly OOZES out of that dude's smarmy face. Can't you picture them lounging on the patio of their Sarasota Modern home?
Posted by: Me Gusta | June 23, 2010 at 04:51 AM
Ah, if only she knew! WOnderful!
Posted by: Sharon Langworthy | June 23, 2010 at 07:53 AM
When I scrolled down and saw the turtles, I burst out laughing. That is fantastic.
Posted by: Bionic Squirrel | June 27, 2010 at 04:10 PM