. . . saw nightmarish qualities

in these photographs. I was driving around yesterday, running errands, and spied a bunch of rusty stuff on a side street. I circled the block and came upon a bunch of old abandoned moving vans.





These pictures are all of a step on one of the vans that was covered with some kind of goo. . . I didn't touch it, but took some pictures, noticing the interesting textures.

I certainly had plenty of clunkers in this batch of pictures, but these, I thought, are phenomenal, albeit creepy, scary. There are things that look like bodies, fossils, things trying to crawl out of some primordial ooze, maybe. . . just use your imagination.

Such wonderful things just happen, don't they? To people, too, I think. I must keep that in mind.

Although I didn't paint, I did clean up my art space, which took a long time. I also went to visit a gallery where I have some paintings that just aren't selling, thinking I would take them home. The owner talked me into leaving them there. . . I guess I defintely won't sell them at home. I still have almost a fully day today to get something started. . .