Mr Redpants

This whimsical yet somber painting holds a special place in my heart. It depicts a dear friend of mine, who had just lost his job and was sliding into poverty. It’s set in a chilly autumn: bare trees, gravestones in the background, and him sitting on a bench rolling a joint. We didn’t have a penny to our names, but we were in love, and for a brief moment, that was enough for happiness.