Oil 32″ x 42″

Some “with it” guy at a party asked me, “Why don’t you paint young, pretty women?”

Well, Mr., I do and here they are, having a much better time at their party than the one I had when I met up with you.

These party dolls were stolen from a Virginia Slims magazine ad. Because I did not want to perpetrate the smoking of cigarettes by glorifying them in art, I replaced the killer wand with a healthy string bean.

No guilt on me.