My souvenir for the trade show was a cold in my chest and it looks as though survival is a sure thing. It seems to be starting to irritate the big guy because he asked if I couldn't go purchase something to decrease the coughing. Tried to explain that I was taking something to thin the stuff so I could get it out of my chest and prevent pneumonia. His eyes had already glazed over. This is a man who is seldom sick, and thinks that there is a magic pill for everything!
Here are some glimpses of canvases that came back with me.