One of the many things I collect is Velvet paintings.
Oooh I love them…
The King was found in Swift Current Saskatchewan when Gerry drove our 1962 Chevy Bel-air into a ditch because our brakes failed. Thank Elvis we were in Saskatchewan and not the mountains when that happened.
Nobody has nipples like that… do they?
I bought this for my friend Dylan for his birthday… he didn’t want it. WHAT?? He’s crazy.
This is my classy velvet painting. 🙂
Oooooh. Who’s a sad girl. Wipe those tears.
If any of you have a nice velvet painting kicking around your Gramma’s basement… feel free to send it to me. 🙂