King Mackerel
Alright, let me tell you a little backstory about this masterpiece, man. Back in the early ’80s, my dad was the king of king mackerel fishing. Seriously, the dude could reel them in like it was his day job—and, you know, it kinda was. So picture this: little me, armed with my first-ever set of those fat Crayola markers (you know the ones), going all-in on a king mackerel drawing for his desk at work. Let’s just say... it was a total mess. Colors bleeding everywhere, marker caps rolling under the couch—but guess what? That sucker stayed under the glass on his desk until he retired.
Fast forward a few decades, and here we are, man—this is my redemption arc. A big ol’ king mackerel (alright, its kinda fat like a bluefin tuna, but let’s call it artistic license) slicing through an underwater party, with fish and coral giving it that real "ocean’s alive" vibe. This one’s got all the energy of my Crayola days, but, you know, with a little more finesse.
So, if you’re into fishing, the ocean, or just dig a painting with a story (and a whole lotta heart), this one’s for you. Hang it up, and let it remind you that it’s never too late to go back and try again—but maybe this time, skip the fat markers.
Alright, man, it’s all about the vibes. And this one? It’s got plenty.
Alright, let me tell you a little backstory about this masterpiece, man. Back in the early ’80s, my dad was the king of king mackerel fishing. Seriously, the dude could reel them in like it was his day job—and, you know, it kinda was. So picture this: little me, armed with my first-ever set of those fat Crayola markers (you know the ones), going all-in on a king mackerel drawing for his desk at work. Let’s just say... it was a total mess. Colors bleeding everywhere, marker caps rolling under the couch—but guess what? That sucker stayed under the glass on his desk until he retired.
Fast forward a few decades, and here we are, man—this is my redemption arc. A big ol’ king mackerel (alright, its kinda fat like a bluefin tuna, but let’s call it artistic license) slicing through an underwater party, with fish and coral giving it that real "ocean’s alive" vibe. This one’s got all the energy of my Crayola days, but, you know, with a little more finesse.
So, if you’re into fishing, the ocean, or just dig a painting with a story (and a whole lotta heart), this one’s for you. Hang it up, and let it remind you that it’s never too late to go back and try again—but maybe this time, skip the fat markers.
Alright, man, it’s all about the vibes. And this one? It’s got plenty.
Alright, let me tell you a little backstory about this masterpiece, man. Back in the early ’80s, my dad was the king of king mackerel fishing. Seriously, the dude could reel them in like it was his day job—and, you know, it kinda was. So picture this: little me, armed with my first-ever set of those fat Crayola markers (you know the ones), going all-in on a king mackerel drawing for his desk at work. Let’s just say... it was a total mess. Colors bleeding everywhere, marker caps rolling under the couch—but guess what? That sucker stayed under the glass on his desk until he retired.
Fast forward a few decades, and here we are, man—this is my redemption arc. A big ol’ king mackerel (alright, its kinda fat like a bluefin tuna, but let’s call it artistic license) slicing through an underwater party, with fish and coral giving it that real "ocean’s alive" vibe. This one’s got all the energy of my Crayola days, but, you know, with a little more finesse.
So, if you’re into fishing, the ocean, or just dig a painting with a story (and a whole lotta heart), this one’s for you. Hang it up, and let it remind you that it’s never too late to go back and try again—but maybe this time, skip the fat markers.
Alright, man, it’s all about the vibes. And this one? It’s got plenty.
