
Why can people relate to a "sad" painting more than a "happy" one? I've seen people look at a sad painting and say....."Boy, I know exactly how that feels" or "I can really relate to that". I've never seen anyone look at a happy painting, and say how they remember when they felt happy like that. Why is happy so fleeting and sorrow seems to last forever?
Well any ways, this is "Checkers" 16 x 20, and he just seemed to develop on my panel all by himself, like he was waiting for me.
More clowns on the way, so enjoy the ride!
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