Today, my art-loving friends, I have a sad story to tell. Someone out there was inconsiderate enough to steal $865.00 out of my bank account, just when things were already pretty tight. All I can do now is sit tight, hope my car doesn’t break down a third time, and wait for my new debit card and my affidavits to arrive in the mail. It looks like I’m going to get the money back, but It is pretty overwhelming to see that negative sign on the front of my account balance for so many days in a row.
So here is a little illustration of my life right now:
I do not have the lovely masculine shoulders that this fella does, but I do have a tan vest and I do have the problem of a deep black pit where all my money should be (up to my ribs, of course).
Safeguard your digits, folks, cause this game ain’t no fun.
P.S.
If you feel sorry for me and want to help out, you can check out my Store, which should have a slightly less paltry selection soon, or get in touch with me about a print of some art you saw on my website or about a $10 Sketch.
