Lightning Ladder
Hi Guys!
Just
when I thought Cliff had his poo-poo together, he goes up the mountain and starts talkin’ to strangers!
He said the nice deer lady told him to wait for the storm, and when Father Sky
spoke, that’s when he should climb the
ladder! Old Cliff was up there for who-knows-how-long, but no storm.
So he made a picture of the
deer lady while he waited. After a while, he ran out of mushroom sandwiches and he had to come back down again.
Artists,
man! They’re just different, know what I mean?
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Ha ha ha! We must protect society from this 'art' thing. Savonarola showed us the way!
ReplyDeleteThat's right! Artists, witches, heretics -- They're all the same!
DeleteYes, yes she is a dear lady, isn't she?
ReplyDeleteWe like to think so!
DeleteThanks!
Beautiful, I always gaze into those eyes as the centre of each picture. That is quite something!
ReplyDeleteThanks most kindly!
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