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Size: 48 W x 72 H x 1.5 D in
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So long and thanks for all the fish So sad that it should come to this We tried to warn you all that your dead You may not share our intellect Which might explain your disrespect For all the natural wonders that Grow around you So long, so long and thanks For all the fish The world's about to be destroyed There's no point getting all annoyed Lie back and let the planet dissolve(around you) Despite those nets of tuna fleets We thought that most of you were sweet Especially tiny tots and your Pregnant women So long, so long, so long, so long, so long So long, so long, so long, so long, so long So long, so long and thanks For all the fish If I had just one last wish I would like a tasty fish If we could just change one thing We would all have learned to sing. Come one and all Man and Mammal Side by Side in life's great gene pool So long, so long, so long, so long, so long So long, so long, so long, so long, so long So long, so long and, Thanks! For all the fish! 'So Long & Thanks For All The Fish' Songwriters: Talbot Joby Vincent / Austin Christopher / Jennings Garth "Ford Prefect was desperate that any flying saucer at all would arrive soon because fifteen years was a long time to get stranded anywhere, particularly somewhere as mind-bogglingly dull as the Earth." "He struck most of the friends he had made on Earth as an eccentric, but a harmless one - an unruly boozer with some oddish habits. For instance, he would often gate-crash university parties, get badly drunk and start making fun of any astrophysicists he could find till he got thrown out." "Thereafter, staggering semiparalytic down the night streets, he would often ask passing policemen if they knew the way to Betelgeuse. The policeman would usually say something like, 'Don't you think it's about time you went off home, sir?' 'I'm trying to, baby, I'm trying to,' is what Ford invariably replied on these occasions." from Douglas Adams' The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy
Painting:Acrylic on Canvas
Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork
Size:48 W x 72 H x 1.5 D in
Frame:Not Framed
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I’m (I am?) a self-taught artist, originally from the north suburbs of Chicago (also known as John Hughes' America). Born in 1984, I started painting in 2017 and began to take it somewhat seriously in 2019. I currently reside in rural Montana and live a secluded life with my three dogs - Pebbles (a.k.a. Jaws, Brandy, Fang), Bam Bam (a.k.a. Scrat, Dinki-Di, Trash Panda, Dug), and Mystique (a.k.a. Lady), and five cats - Burglekutt (a.k.a. Ghostmouse Makah), Vohnkar! (a.k.a. Storm Shadow, Grogu), Falkor (a.k.a. Moro, The Mummy's Kryptonite, Wendigo, BFC), Nibbler (a.k.a. Cobblepot), and Meegosh (a.k.a. Lenny). Part of the preface to the 'Complete Works of Emily Dickinson helps sum me up as a person and an artist: "The verses of Emily Dickinson belong emphatically to what Emerson long since called ‘the Poetry of the Portfolio,’ something produced absolutely without the thought of publication, and solely by way of expression of the writer's own mind. Such verse must inevitably forfeit whatever advantage lies in the discipline of public criticism and the enforced conformity to accepted ways. On the other hand, it may often gain something through the habit of freedom and unconventional utterance of daring thoughts. In the case of the present author, there was no choice in the matter; she must write thus, or not at all. A recluse by temperament and habit, literally spending years without settling her foot beyond the doorstep, and many more years during which her walks were strictly limited to her father's grounds, she habitually concealed her mind, like her person, from all but a few friends; and it was with great difficulty that she was persuaded to print during her lifetime, three or four poems. Yet she wrote verses in great abundance; and though brought curiosity indifferent to all conventional rules, had yet a rigorous literary standard of her own, and often altered a word many times to suit an ear which had its own tenacious fastidiousness." -Thomas Wentworth Higginson "Not bad... you say this is your first lesson?" "Yes, but my father was an *art collector*, so…"
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