So, I'm making some images for the sole purpose of having fresh stuff for my book. Been really busy, really pushing myself, and after I showed my wife, my brother, and several artist friends the following image, only one person was able to figure out what I was trying to say here. I was depressed. I went out for some coffee. Had to take a break.
I came back and looked at it again. I tred to figure out what I could have done differently. I still liked the photo, but decided this is going into the pile of ones that didn't make the cut. I then told my brother that I was gonna hide this. I'd pretend that it never existed.
Well, it's a bloggers' prerogative to change his mind. So here it is, the little image that couldn't. Why I'm posting this, I don't know. What the heck.
We'll call it-- "The Terrible Story Behind Our Personal Hygiene Needs".
I totally changed the title and info for this post. Who knows? Maybe it'll make a difference.
Whatever happens, I'm not giving any hints about what it means.
This image is pretty much just an example of how confusing one mans' mind can be.
A new Circus Peanut image late Monday.