Pickles by Brian Crane for May 04, 2023

Not helping Earl.

Where does she store her paintings? Given her age, she could have 1000 paintings.

Although Earl is right, he’s wrong. Sometimes those thoughts need to remain in thought bubbles!

No dinner for you, Earl. Make it yourself.

Earl, ever the master of egregious agreement!!

…or they’ll say, “the woman was obviously possessed”

“but not with talent”

Run, Earl run, or shuffle fast.

Everyone a Critic

Not a lot of people like my artwork, but I make what I want to see, not what I think I can sell. Maybe after I die, when they see all the pieces I put up on my walls, people will look at it and think… “maybe this is what killed them?”

Seriously?

“Not so bad.” “It could be worse.” “I don’t hate it.”

Some of the best crack coverers in the business.

It was cruel, I know:

At the restaurant where I worked, we once caught several cockroaches, dripped different colors of paint on them, and let them wander over a large sheet of white cardboard.

They made made interesting random tracks, until the paint dried and they stuck in place. (One sensitive lady in our group ran to the washroom to vomit.) We exhibited it as “Cuckoo Cucarachas.”

Management DID NOT appreciate the artwork, for some reason.

Another flub, Earl!

Grandma created a lot of art so even two generations later we all have too much and can’t pawn it off on each other. Next generation who didn’t know her will likely dump it without a thought and that’s okay.

You’re making your own sandwich for supper tonight, Earl.

Careful Earl. Didn’t you learn anything from your “worst casserole” comment?

Earl must suffer a lot of cold coffee and burned toast these days.

Not far from the official state marketing campaign of Nebraska currently in use, “Nebraska. Honestly, it’s not for everyone”

Earl has “foot in mouth disease”.

Darned with (very) faint praise.

Grandma Moses (1860-1961) She started painting at 78 and became well known by the 1950s. Not every artist has to die to be appreciated.

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Be CAREFUL Earl……. That couch is calling your name.

Well Earl, still haven’t learned that honesty, may not always be the best policy.

Oy!

Earl may die first with remarks like that.

Van Gogh? Not so much

Earl needs a good swift kick. ALWAYS have your wife’s back, no matter what it is.

such sweet talk! he may get lucky tonight

Opal is trying too hard to justify a hobby she enjoys that hurts no one else. At least she has a hobby that makes her happy.

Maybe she should go out and paint on a starry starry night, and leave Earl and Roscoe in peace.

“But haven’t you already passed your time?”

Art is subjective, I still find nothing to like about Van Gogh. Give me any of his contemporaries though, and I’m happy. The Netherlands have some great museums from that era, not all in Amsterdam.

Earl is bound straight to the Loading Dock on TEN CATS. Purrfect cross-over material. How Chesney (of TEN CATS) fits in here is debatable.

I got to say

He passed away

In obscurity…

And now all the vultures are coming down from the trees

He’s gonna be

In the gallery

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4-v6JeolLzw

Please don’t let ma stop painting, if she stops, she’ll start cooking again…

Earl digs holes with catLarge Excavators 395 – Tier 4

It seems that talk she had with her daughter went in one ear and out the other only proving that Earl and Opal were meant for each other. Opal still seeks approval for her artwork.