I played around with my old school watercolor paints, you know the kind that come in the little plastic box with the ratty stiff bristle brush. (I never use that brush, I hate it, I used a nice white vinyl bristle round) This flamingo was the first attempt. It’s pretty rough.
My second attempt was not too much better, but the Braves sucked too so I don’t feel bad. It’s a heck of a way to while away an evening, baseball and painting.
By the way, I’m glad I listened to that game on the radio instead of watching it. I don’t think I could have handled the walks, the blatant errors, the lackluster bull-pen and the sheer incompetence. Well anyhow, welcome back Tom Glavine we missed you. Obviously we need you. Too bad we couldn’t clone you and Smoltz.