Abbot and Costello meet a great thwacking curveball as they walk past the embalmer's housefire, taking on heavy fumes as the purply-green haze corkscrews into the dill-scented night sky. Hours later they are found on grass by forgiving policemen, who are themselves seeing in triplicate and inclined to unexpurgated heartbreak. None of these men will want cheeseburgers (something about the oily surface sheen) or to be alone for many weeks. 20" x 16", multimedia on stretched canvas frame.
