Well, it's out of the closet.  I guess I've tried to fancy myself some kind of Oscar Wilde definition of an artist.  Actually, I've been playing around with visual stuff my whole life.  I've never taken any lessons or classes, but, damn you, I try.  I paint with water colors (economical) with somewhat of an oil style.  Unique?  No.  Cheap.

Dirty Dishes

Liz's Poem

After Dinner

Sneakers

Noon wine

From the Porch

Alcoholism

The Griffin