TRIP TO THE EMERGENCY ROOM

Well that was fun. 2 in the morning, emergency room. Overdoses to my left, injuries to my right. CT scans, x-rays, pokes, prods, and all manner of inquisitions. Everything but an explanation, but the nicest folks you could ask for if you had to put in a request for who to not get any answers from when you’re wondering why in the course of painting this little painting you ended up hunched over in searing pain, thinking an organ might be exploding.