made a friend. This person bought a painting from us. :)

We haven't put clown paint on for a long time. It's great to be able to use white towels again but our clownistry is where our heart is.

Can't wait to get back to crowds.

We still get to make folks happy, just one at a time. lol.

We used to pay the bills with performing/busking supplemented by selling rubber chicken paintings.

Now we shifted to paintings and sewing projects keeping our tires on the road. Rubber chicken paintings started out as something for Dingo to do with his hands after quitting drinking in 2004.

Nobody was more surprised than he when folks started buying and collecting them.

Now there are hundreds of them all over the country from Alaska to Florida.

This morning we got to meet someone as she picked up our latest painting.

It was swell trading life stories.

Lots of folks asked us to make a book of Rubber chicken paintings. We don't know anyone in the publishing business and can't cover a self publish that would do it justice. Someday. Till then we are more than happy to visit our characters and patrons. :)

The painting. Red Riding Regulator, Operation "Goodies interdiction" : It's a few years later. The ancestors of the Big Bad Wolf have started a trucking company.

Deep in the back paths of the Forgotten Forest Lupus Logistics transport goodies on giant gastropods. The beasts don't need to be steered because they can never leave the path. For giant snails they move very quickly. They have bioluminescent patches on their necks that serve as headlights but actually see through eye stocks.

An ancestor of Red Riding hood has gone into civil service stopping and inspecting traffic. Occasionally the wolves are stopped and checked for contraband goodies from Grandmas house. The last thing any wolf wants to do is be caught with Granny Goods. :)