This is a photo of Bonnie Parker, sans Clyde. The chicken -- well, I thought of the old chicken joke "Why did the chicken cross the road? To get to the other side." And in a way it answers the question -- why did Bonnie get all caught up in her crime spree with Clyde Barrow? -- to get to the other side, perhaps. But I stretched myself a bit using bright orange and red oil pastels instead of my little Cats Eyes ink pads, left very little room to write, and threw in some Klee-style shapes. What was most cool is that as I was finishing up, I saw this little bit of paper that had fallen on the page from some image trimming that said: "I act bad" -- how serendipitous! I love stuff like that!

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