Ouch! My Art Finger!

First of all... Bert grew his eye back. It's a miracle. Second of all... I slammed my art finger in a car door tonight. Yes. My art finger. I am full of swollen hurtie-ness right now. I am still crying inside. Not only does my pointy finger have it's own heart beat, it has to wear a band-aid because it split open like a baked potato! (sorry, that was graphic.) 

I tried to paint this evening, but when I picked up Bert, it totally freaked him out. He would have run away if he had legs. I think I even heard him shriek like a little girl, but I am not sure. So since Bert was such a wimp, and I may throw up from the pain, I decided not to paint this evening, but to post one of my favorite "Landscapes in My Pocket" that I did the other day...  

Colorful

Oil

2"x3"

SOLD

(Almost as colorful as the bruise I am gonna have on my fingernail.)