dermott

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dermott gazed at rover through a love hate glaze. if you’d stop crapping on the lawn you’d be an almost really good pet. he glanced about, sometimes uncertain whether he was thinking or articulating. and was it happening more often?

from the house, his wife’s voice startled him. shall I call a taxi, dermott?


acrylic on canvas
80 cm x 115 cm