Trestle Clowns (Continued)
This had been the first time I had gone on a vacation from the norm in quite a while, but to make a long story short, through the woods we happened upon the railroad tracks that pass along the intramural fields. Following these, and myself having the time of my life I might add (I am easily amused), we came to the darkened railroad trestle. All three of us laid on the tracks (heads on one track and legs over the other) and thought of where our lives would lead us, when Skip decided he would laugh uncontrollably. Well, with this I began to see the trestle in a myriad of vivid colors and the image of a melting clown holding balloons appeared out of nowhere. This brought me great joy for some deranged reason and I proceeded to tell the other two about the image and that I had to paint this. Without further adieu, the curtains open and here is what I saw...
Trestle Clowns (continued)