Why Am I Here by Angela Sullivan
I the famous gentlemen frog who is draped here across this silly bowl am trying to figure out how
I got myself into this precarious situation. I am a ceramic frog. The
kind that hangs out on flower pots. I have been there pretty much since I
can remember then today she picked me up and placed me here across this
bowl. I don't like it as much. There are no pretty green flowers to
hide in. Why Am I Here....I just want to go back home.
I love this frog. I have had him for several years and I bought that
clear glass bottle at an antique mall a few months ago. Lovely together
right? Just like they were made for each other.
6x6 oil on canvas
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