mrs bardhol, madonna of the all night diner.

Here we are at Waffle House after failing to be adequately rocked by deerhoof, missing the last train back and being forced to take a taxi.
Yes, my wife's hands are huge.
Her elbows are all fubar because i didn't realize they weren't where i wanted them until i had already completed her biceps. Imagine her jacket the cream color of the seat back, her cuffs the red-orange of the seat cushion and her hat and scarf a matching shade of green. It was quite a sight.