Pickles by Brian Crane for August 17, 2024

He probably paid too much for it, but he made Grandma happy.

Nice way to end this story arc.

he really earned his cookies today

Ahh! You’re such a good boy, Nelson!

Opal replies keep the change. (5cents)

In his last few years when my dad got cancer he tried to learn how to paint via Bob Ross’ videos. The paintings looked not very skilled of course. But I kept one in which I easily recognised the “Totengrund” in the Lüneburger Heath. We spent there many hours hiking when I was a kid and on vacation with my parents and aldo often went there after I moved out and also dad and my stepmum spent there some vacations. The picture really looks like a child eould have drawn it- but to me it shows so much more…

AWWWwwwwwwwww……………..

Reminds me of the time in college where I made a bet with a freshman gal for 25 cents and a kiss.

Paintings should never be thrown away! They are an expression of your being at any given moment ;)

This is adorable. Thanks…

Forget the 5 cents, the hug is priceless.

He is destined for politics

My father-in-law paints. He was going to throw one out. I appropriated it, and it now holds pride of place in my living room.

Attaboy Nelson……

This comic strip is just too sweet today! Thank you Brian Crane.

When I was 7 or 8 my mom put me in a summer art class, and at the end of it we had an “art show” in the library. I submitted a watercolor painting of my dog. Imagine how proud I felt when my instructor called to say someone had offered $10 for it. Of course I said yes, because it meant I was a REAL artist. Fast forward 12 or 13 years, and I got a summer job shelving books in that same library. Toward the end of the summer I was walking by an open office door where one of the high-up library people worked. I had never been introduced, and I don’t think I ever knew his name because he was always closed up in his office working…but this time the door was opened and as I glanced in, I SAW MY PAINTING, framed and hanging on the wall! I was too shy to say anything, but I felt incredibly proud that this random stranger had actually liked my painting enough to have it hanging in his office all that time.

This is a moment Opal will remember and cherish. And perhaps this is something that Nelson will hold onto as a cherished remembrance of his grandma.

Opal can now say that she’s a professional artist. :)

My aunt does oils and other media, and had to quit because of arthritis. I have gladly paid for several just to have something of hers and of her talent. It’s worth it.

I wonder how she’ll feel when he uses it for a dart board.

This is why every mother wants grandchildren

If Opal was any kind of a Grandma, she would have foregone the 5¢! ☺️☺️

He probably paid her more than most artists get for their work.

the unseen 5th panel: he’s using it for honing his archery skills… (sorry… my bad!)

Earl, learn from this fine young man.

Me too! Me too! Me! Me! Me!

Grandpa probably gave him a quarter to do this.

Some of my pics were hanging in my son’s first own appartment. I think he has all my paintings but now tries to get rid of them, but not throwing away…. Now when time permits I paint digital, no clutter around and walking into a printer shop it instantly can turn into a real artwork….