I wrote waaaaay too much about my personal health problems yesterday, but y'all know how I like to blabber. Plus I was nervous about going to the oral surgeon since I always think the worst is going to happen. He poked his gloved finger all around my mouth (I nearly gagged a couple times but thank goodness I didn't), pronouncing that this thing was negative and that thing was good and then he got to the little black spot and said something that sounded vaguely cancerous and I thought I was going to throw up.
Miss WorryPants at it again, WRONG as usual--Dr. W is 99.9% certain it's an "amalgam tattoo" which means the spot was caused by a piece of filling digging in. Just to be on the safe side (and so he can add more money to his millions--I'm so cynical), he's going to dig it out next month and have it biopsied. I opted for him knocking me out prior to the surgery--I mean, why be conscious when there's a stranger cutting into your gums and possibly causing you to bleed profusely, I ask you? Just let me snore my way through it and I'll be hunky dory. Getting knocked out also means that I'm forcing my husband to drive me there, sit in the waiting room for the entire surgery and then drive his drugged-out wife home AND tend to her needs until she's conscious AND wait on her hand and foot until she's "safely out of the woods".
Man, am I going to milk THIS for all it's worth!
OK, Ms. ZootieSuitie--here are MY PBN's:
Small framed smiley clown. On the back, in pencil: 8/27/55.
Small framed creepy clown. 8/27/55 also penciled on the back.
16x12 juggling clown with dancing bear. On the back in pencil: Painted for W. Patrick Bomer III, 1955, by Mother.
Patrick's Mother was a busy gal in 1955. I'm assuming he was a little boy who loved the circus and/or clowns. After seeing that creepy one, though, he may have developed a raging case of coulrophobia!
When I bought these two Jesus PBNs, the seller had written on the tag that they were watercolors. And they were $5 each. Yay for ignorance!
Love the sleepy little lamb.
Two little kitten PBNs--darling. On the back: Pam Dickson. Made in 1970 for Mother's Day.
The Alps never looked more lovely than in this PBN. The artist even varnished it!
Since I bought these at an estate sale the same person undoubtedly painted them. He/she took some time and care since they are extremely well-done. This one is varnished, as well. Size is about 24x30.
Smallest PBN I have and also the dirtiest. Bought it at the Flea Market With Actual Fleas for a dollar.
Another well-done effort. Large painting signed G.D. '67
This lovely Venice scene used to be the biggest one I had but now I can't find it. As I remember it had a tear in one corner and I MAY have thrown it away. Yeah, I know. Dummie.
I guess I don't have any of the really collectible PBN's but I like mine just fine. Didn't pay much for them like I did for my gravel art but love 'em just as much.
Look at me! Two posts in two days! Woo hoo!!!!!