So Beck and I started a new Halloween tradition of our own -- First, he comes somewhat willingly to my studio basement. Then, as the neighborhood tradition outlined above commences, one of us paints and the other paces the basement nervously with large rawhide bone in mouth. I am really hoping that next year, he will let *me* do the painting part.
This is my friend Jack, a curmudgeon of a ceramic pumpkin doo-dad.
My Friend Jack
Oils on canvas, 6"x6" palette knife painting
For Sale, $50