Destroying my ancient artist easel
Jerry broke my artist easel by stepping on it so I decided to burn it. It was my dad’s artist easel he owned in college and used for his professional painting career. He went to school way back in the middle east and learned water coloring by a professional. Later, he started his portfolio by selling many pieces of art on the streets of Dublin. After making enough to move out of the ghetto, my father went to America and joined up with a Museum to help presentations. I threw out my easel and with it a lot of my fond memories.