Optimism Farm


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Regular Edition

Print that is signed, numbered and hand embellished

Special Edition

Hand embellished by the artist. Kept in his private collection and always very limited

Shipping and Framing

This will come to you either unframed and tubed with complimentary Continental U.S. shipping – use code ARTFREESHIP – or you can add a custom frame with us.

Accompanying poem:

THE TENDERLY-TENDED, DECIDEDLY DECONSTRUCTED, PEACEFULLY-POSITIONED, PERPETUALLY PROSPEROUS, MOBILE OPTIMISM FARM. I, a happy Hippie Coyotess aloft on the wave of love I have for my old man, was happily groovin’ along with him in perfect harmony, when I noticed that the rest of our world seemed totally unbalanced and out-of-whack. A question then came to my curious mind, so I said, “Baby, why is everyone everywhere willingly killin’ their own buzzes with all this silly, guilty, hand-wringin’ and greedy, gloomy, glad-raggin’? Don’t they see that by spendin’ all their time either littering the world with their nasty rumors or tryin’ to sell everyone some new blingy-blangy razzle-dazzle wonder widgets, they’re knockin’ the planet off it’s center?” He thought for a minute and he said, “Darlin’ girl, people have been tryin’ to get their neighbors jonesin’ for fanciful flotsam and freakied-out on bad-trippin’ newsy rumors as far back as I can remember. It ain’t nuthin’ new. It’s just how bummed-out people try to drown other people’s high spirits, but we don’t need to worry about all that, ’cause you can’t drown somethin’ that floats, and baby – our spirits float. Our rainbow-infused stride will never get tripped up by society’s tilted tide of high-rent carnival barkers and low-rent scandal mongers. Never.” I smiled and said, “Lover man, that is a sky-high, right-on, plastic-fantastic, FACT. So, where’re we headin’ to next?” He answered, “Wherever the music is playin’, the sun feels good on your face, and the growing season for joy is the longest.” And with that we continued on, peacefully positioned out on our perpetually prosperous mobile optimism farm. Out here, it really doesn’t matter what kinda crazy mumbo-jumbo the world tries to plant in our heads, ’cause I’ve got him and he’s got me, and we get got together – and that bountiful thought will always be harvest enough for us. To all our fellow travelers, I say: Peace.