envy, envy

Etherial & electric; I love these paintings on acrylic by artist Dale Frank.

“Envy, envy, she was saying seemingly to herself, as she entered from out of the darkness of the adjoining room carrying unopened plastic wine glasses. He took a few steps towards the bowl where the carton usually lay momentarily forgetting he had decided to give them up two days earlier. She was always illogically quite amorous and horny during her Period. Thankfully she produced an dour odor, a smell caught between week old gazpacho and wet dead rodent always a few days prior, which was a kind of warning, a signal that triggered the self preservation tactics of her house mates.”

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