Original one of a kind, no prints made, watercolor and ink on archival watercolor paper. Cut from the book, matted, and sleeved in plastic and shipped for free in the USA! The painting is 8x12, I cut and mat it in a white mat perfect for easy framing, and inclosed in a protective sleeve.

Inspired by the words of Christopher Moore Prelude in Blue:

This is a story about the color blue. It may dodge and weave, hide and deceive, but it’s always about blue.

How do you know, when you think blue -when you say blue- that you are talking about the same blue as anyone else?

You cannot get a grip on blue.

Blue is the sky, the sea, a God’s eye, a devil’s tail, a birth, a strangulation, a virgin’s cloak, a monkey’s ass. It’s a butterfly, a bird, a spicy joke, the saddest song, the brightest day.

Blue is sly, slick, it slides into the room sideways, a slippery trickster.

This is a story about the color blue, and like blue, there’s nothing true about it. Blue is beauty, not truth. “True blue” is a ruse, a rhyme; it’s three, then it’s not. Blue is a deeply sneaky color.

Even deep blue is shallow.

Blue is gory, and power, a wave, a particle, a vibration, a resonance, a spirit, a passion, a memory, a vanity, a metaphor, a dream.

Blue is a simile.

Blue, she is like a woman.

(Christopher Moore in Sacre Bleu)