This painting
was done with a paintbrush stuck in a cast on my hand. The bones in my hand
were broken in several places as a result of slamming my fist into some
imbecile's face (not a very well placed punch I'm afraid). Evidently this
wretch thought I was trying to steal "his" girl simply because
she spoke a few words to me, so he threw a hot Sake in my face! I sent him
toppling over some chairs but in truth, I got the worst of it. I worried
about regaining the sensitivity in my hand for a long time. I despise jealous
fools. If your "partner" doesn't want to be with you, there ain't
nothin you can do to force the issue. Jealousy is a terrible form of insecurity
which tends to create the very object of itself ... Who the hell wants to
be with a jealous jerk? Hence, you end up losing the person you are so desperate
to keep because of that very desperation ... DUH. I should have stabbed
the guy with a fork ... but we were using chop sticks.
YUK-YUK
Click here to see the full painting
1990 ... Water color and gouache on paper, 31" x 39"
Original given away when I was drunk. (But I don't regret
it)
