6.5.20

A Tale of Two Shits OR Two Shits for Tim!

A Tale of Two Shits...OR... Two Shits for Tim!

Helped Dad and Gary get their artwork sorted and locations figured out now that construction is over and done. One rather large watercolor depicting an ocean harbor scene did not make the cut. I told them that the minute Tim walked in and saw it resting on the floor he would ask if we were getting the ship painting. I also told them that I teasingly refer to Tim’s deep affinity for ship paintings as Shit Paintings. I can appreciate them, but the subject matter and usual style is just not my thing. I came up with the descriptor after years of working with Roger at Winston Flowers; a beloved pain in the ass Brazilian man who helped us with all of our shop renovations. Caroline and I loved it every time we hit the sheet rock phase cos it sounded like he was calling it shit rock and anyone who has ever had to mud shit rock will absolutely appreciate the moniker. So yeah - Tim walked in the door, said hello, and asked if we were taking home the Shit Painting. We all laughed :).