NOT, repeat NOT, all my own work.

I have attempted to turn this image via Picassa, 90 degrees right, and if it has not done so, I apologise in advance for making you turn your head to a more uncomfortable angle. Paul Jackson Pollack. I am a bit of a sucker for abooks, or to put it more simply, a sucker for books about artists and strangely enough, artistes. Artists, it is then. Ungrateful wretches. Allegedly, this was the Artist's attempt at a sleight on his former partner, mentor and sponsor. This "hatred" continued into his work, and in this image, he riducules her large nose and fleshy lips. From a personal p.o.v.(my own) this goes beyond the pale.A gentleman, should never do such a thing. But an artist?
I have had a great day back at my job of pleasure, P.N.E.F.C. The last game I attended was around the 30th of April., I was welcomed back by my friends like the prodigal son. As Frank, one of my coleeagues says, this job is not just about the money. I now know what that means.
Back to the artist. Can you remember the Paul Hogan advert, where someone goes past carrying a large canvas, depicting what looks like an action painting. Paul Hogan utters an epithet of "Strewth." which receives the answer, "Actually, it's a Jackson Pollack." Wereupon Mr.Hogan says, "I wouldn't say it was that bad!" Priceless.
Adios.