Fabriano Down Under: Book #5

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About 6 hours into a 13 hour flight, a large teenage girl took the place of the nice thin teenage girl that was next to me.

This was literally the rudest, nastiest person I've ever had to fly next to. Her fat would ooze around the arm rests and her legs were wide and in my space. No amount of request would get her to stop. The first drawing is my interpretation of her presence next to me.

Shortly before the end of the flight, this blob began to sing a crappy rap song. She sang it at the top of her range so she could only hit about 1/2 the notes properly. She also sang it loud. I'm so happy I had ear plugs and Elvis cranked way up on my ear phones.

The commentary talks of the blob and the war we waged during this flight.

It ended with "Sunrise is very nice at least."

The Blob
2006
Ink on Paper
4" x 6"
© Byron Kelly

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