Today I tried on three hats. None of them fit. Where do they find heads for these hats? One was like a bucket…a pail…swung around my ears like a hula hoop. Another was sitting on top of my head like one of those old time clown hats…You know, at the circus these clowns would drive a little car into the place and ten guys would climb out…little hats on their beans.
That’s O.K. I got a lot of hats already…This is Canada..in the winter people take off their boots but sleep in their hats.
But this is about drawings that have no apparent meaning…until they do.
Today I feel no need to explain.
Chagal4's Blog 
October 4, 2015 at 9:51 pm |
No need for a hat yet, that is what this lovely drawing is trying to tell you…