The "Synagogue" that we go to meets in a Unitarian Church. Incidentally, I attended nursery school at this very same church. During the break between morning services and closing services, my Mother and I walked around in the garden. We noticed this drain pipe hippo and thought it was delightful.
Me. Not my best, but oh well.
I love this painting. I am utterly fascinated by this painting. I could stare at it for hours and keep finding new things in it. My gut tells me that it was there when I was a preschooler, and that I was fascinated by it then, too, although I'm not completely certain. I am certain that it would have held my attention when I was young, much as it does now.
I was especially excited when I found the bat
The groovy wallpaper in my parents' unused attic bathroom. I've always loved that wallpaper.
And that's it.
As an aside, today would have been Pittsburgh Bob's 38th birthday, had he lived. 808 4-ever.