The steamer
It’s not everyday you create art. But it has been one of those days. With my bucket and towel. I got under my kitchen sink. Then it hit me. Mans struggle with inner with inner peace. Combating the ideas and sense of a logic. Unleashing a stream of hot water into the pipe. It spit back at me. Trying to resist the flow that brought upon it. I stopped. Gave it a keen look and a shake. Then like the thunderbolts of Zeus. FLUMP!!!! The “Steamer”‘ entered the world.
Enjoy.
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