Another Ghastly Painting For My Night Gallery

My good friend John Perkins, who owns this fabulous old monstrosity emailed me a photo of one of my past oil works that didn't fall into the category of utter shit. I was always rather fond of this painting and was very happy to get a photograph of the old bastard. Given my past record of trading all of my old oil paintings for drugs, I am happy that a record of this one exists at all. Thankfully neither John or myself are potheads any longer and it's nice to know that a painting I actually had some affection for was not traded for several hits of acid and lost forever from my records.