Man, I’ve been painting a LOT of pigs lately. For some reason, for the last couple weeks, it’s just been pig central. I’m working on a revised sketch of yet ANOTHER pig, and ranting to James about my pig-heavy workload lately. (I mean, I love piggies, but I’m in some kind of weird Swine-Space at the moment…)
J: “Well, it’s like the old saying. You can dress a pig up…”
U: (waits for it)
J: “But you can’t marry him!”
U: …
J: “You can’t take him to dinner?”
U: (head in hands)
J: “No! I’ve got it! You can dress a pig up, but you can’t expect him to do your taxes!”
