It's Gotta Be Done

2005. Acrylic on canvas. 16" x 20" $299.99 plus $12.99 for shipping. Click here if you want this piece.

This piece came from someone requesting I participate in a Winter-themed exhibition. As I write this, the show has yet to be hung, but it will eventually... in the home of a wonderful collector (or somebody who's taken pity on me). Basically, to me Winter is exactly the same as every other season, except that I fantasize about cuddling with someone beautiful in front of the fireplace I want to own... and instead of actually doing that, I shovel snow. Lots of snow. Snow stacked to the sky. During wintertime, I'm like a minute man from the Revolutionary War. When one of my parents has to get to work, I'm the only force keeping them from being snowed in by more then 4 or 5 inches (they drive cars, not Hummers). It's not a big deal to them if I happened to go to bed at 3 am... it's 7 am, they need to get somewhere, and we all owe our parents a debt we can never repay. I used to wonder why older folks seemed almost happy their parents were dead... fortunately for my personal freedom, at 7 am, my mind is not warmed up enough (literally) to consider less sociable uses for that steel-bladed shovel, which years of exercise and practice have taught me to wield with a fluid proficiency not unlike that of a samurai warrior. Obey the shovel, geriatrics.