Ah, Jack in the Box. I had to decide whether to put a bus in this painting on the left, but went with the RVs. Growing up I remember going to a Jack in the Box with my aunt Trish when they had a clown head that took your order. The clown head asked my aunt ‘How about a date?’ to which she replied ‘Fuck off Jack!’ and we sped away burgerless.
This is dazzling. That sky is dazzling. I hate you. When is your show?
Thank you John! I finished putting it up on Thursday and it’s open next week, but the reception isn’t until Friday, the 24th. I’m going to make a FB event for it and an announcement here, but am waiting since Sean’s opening is tonight and I didn’t want to confuse anyone.
What a laugh! That’s a terrific memory of the place! No wonder you’ve never forgotten it.
My Aunt is great, she’s like a second mom to me and we had a lot of fun growing up.