So, when I concluded that there definitely lives a ghost in the apartment, and put on all the lights, in the middle of the kitchen appears Stinky Martin the bug, walks 50 feet like Clint Eastwood, than looks at me as if to say , ether you squash me, or I shall squash you.
Imagine you and I are having coffee together in the sun. We would tell one another other stories. Have giggles. Most stories here are observations and accounts of certian bemusing events in the days of an artist. Events I wish to remember and think may amuse you too. The illustrations I drew. The protagonists are real. Should you have a coffee time story to share, write it back to me.Now if you are ready for a break, get a coffee, draw a chair, let me tell you what happened the other day :
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Wednesday, 14 December 2011
Smrdljivi Martin- Stinky martin
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