It’s was about 20 degrees out last week, and I’m comforting myself with the knowledge that the previous week, I was warm. I rarely wore shoes. I was on a cruise in the Caribbean, and it was in the 80s, warm, sunny, and blissful.
The contentment is wearing off with each layer I have to put on now that I’m back home – I’m kicking myself for agreeing to board the plane home. I should have stowed away on the cruise ship. Well, I would have run out of books to read, but I’d have stolen some from unattended lounge chairs.
I’m also kicking myself because of the art auction. For some reason, one of the week-long activities on board the ship was to display and auction off framed pieces of art for the passengers. There were Picasso sketches, lithographs by Peter Max, random scultures and animation cells from Disney and Warner Brothers, and other odd things like some glossy paint picture of a martini glass with, in case you didn’t know what it was, “MARTINI!” scrawled across the front in neon green puffy paint.
There were also pictures by an artist called the “Italian realist” that I kept thinking looked familiar. Trust my memory to fail me at a key moment, because upon returning home to the internet and my bookshelf, I remembered why I knew that name – they were all works by none other than Pino. See? I am kicking myself for not remembering that he is, indeed Pino of the Romance.
Now that would have been art I’d enjoy displaying. Not only are his paintings rather beautiful, but I’d have the added giggle of knowing I had a work of art by “the artist-in-demand for Zebra, Bantam, Simon, and Schuster, Harlequin, Penquin USA and Dell.”
I wonder if I can find a really opulent piece of cover art, scan it in and have it enlarged for wall-hanging. I think I need to paint a room hot pink and hang romance covers on the walls as the Smart Bitch Den of Sin. Any suggestions for hot wall-worthy cover art?