Art Park: Night and Day

Now don't jump to conclusions. I'm still a cranky old bastard who pisses and moans all day long about all kinds of shit. The reason that doesn't make me one of the bad guys is that I'm not proud of it. I just do it because somebody has to do it.

Oh, don't get me wrong, there are plenty of people online going bananas about all kinds of shit. Shit you'd never even think about let alone care about. You can't swing a dead cat online without hitting a blog or a website run by a rabid kook going apeshit about something. But, to me, most of them are just whining and crying because it fits their pussy lifestyle. Or else they're just mean as cat shit and proud of it.

Yours truly, on the other hand, can piss and moan and be a good guy because I piss and moan about important stuff (that's right, stuff I think is important because, you know what?, this is my goddamn blog, not yours) and I usually offer some solutions that ought to make the shit pile we have to dine on every single day of our lives go away or at least get a tad smaller. So, that's on that.

Now, as far as this piece of artwork above is concerned, I'm simply letting the artist park a copy of it here because I like looking at it. That's why I let him park one here on the 11th of this month. Just because I'm an opinionated old bastard doesn't mean I can't have a "soft side" to me (Oooooh, I just hate that phrase). But, hey, I might even be able to paint like that myself.

We'll never know. In the meantime, we'll just make nice and let it ride and then we'll see who's a crank and who's not. Won't we.