“Did It Hurt?” Acrylic, Oil, Puffy Paint, rhinestones and heart canvas 10”
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The only time I’ve heard the phrase “Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?” Irl was at work. I’m a children’s face painter. Before any kids came to my chair, this old man sat down and asked for an American flag on his cheek. Grandparents get painted all the time so this was no big deal. I start painting and talking to him and he starts telling me about his motorcycle. He asks if I’ve ever ridden on one before. I said yes, on my *dad‘s* who is probably 15 years younger than him. He then points across the room to his “32-year-old son” and says he could be my grandpa. He keeps asking for a ride after my shift and I keep declining politely because I am at work. He finally relents a little, saying that his wife (who was also across the room) probably wouldn’t like it. I’m almost done painting, and he turns and asks “Did it hurt?” I am confused, and he continues “When you fell from heaven?” I chuckle awkwardly and pray for the interaction to end. Then he asks, how old I am. I told him I just turned 21, hoping he thought I was older than I am and he said “Aww man I thought you were younger. you don’t look a day over 16!”🤨huh??? No tip either😐😐😐
This piece was more inspired by the phrase itself, but I thought it was a funny story… kinda….
This is apart of my ongoing series “Cuffing season” about hunting, dating, and gender.
I love geese even tho they’re kinda demonic. I finally like how this came out after struggling with the composition for so long. These heart canvases are perfect for making little valentines but the scale makes it hard to balance.
“Did It Hurt?” Acrylic, Oil, Puffy Paint, rhinestones and heart canvas 10”
👼💘💫
The only time I’ve heard the phrase “Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?” Irl was at work. I’m a children’s face painter. Before any kids came to my chair, this old man sat down and asked for an American flag on his cheek. Grandparents get painted all the time so this was no big deal. I start painting and talking to him and he starts telling me about his motorcycle. He asks if I’ve ever ridden on one before. I said yes, on my *dad‘s* who is probably 15 years younger than him. He then points across the room to his “32-year-old son” and says he could be my grandpa. He keeps asking for a ride after my shift and I keep declining politely because I am at work. He finally relents a little, saying that his wife (who was also across the room) probably wouldn’t like it. I’m almost done painting, and he turns and asks “Did it hurt?” I am confused, and he continues “When you fell from heaven?” I chuckle awkwardly and pray for the interaction to end. Then he asks, how old I am. I told him I just turned 21, hoping he thought I was older than I am and he said “Aww man I thought you were younger. you don’t look a day over 16!”🤨huh??? No tip either😐😐😐
This piece was more inspired by the phrase itself, but I thought it was a funny story… kinda….
This is apart of my ongoing series “Cuffing season” about hunting, dating, and gender.
I love geese even tho they’re kinda demonic. I finally like how this came out after struggling with the composition for so long. These heart canvases are perfect for making little valentines but the scale makes it hard to balance.
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