I got robbed

On Saturday night, I was selling prints in front of Rain Dogs. At the end of the night, as I was packing up, somebody rode by on a bike, grabbed my print case, and rode off into the night. I was at the van (parked just a few doors down from Rain Dogs) putting up my easel so I didn’t even see him. Wallis did though and called out to me. We jumped in the van and tried to chase after him but once he had turned the corner, he was gone into the night. We drove around the neighborhood for awhile, hoping to spot him but no luck. I don’t think the guy knew what he was stealing; after all, my prints aren’t exactly the kind of thing you can take to a pawn shop. So I figure he probably ditched the case once he opened it and saw what was inside. I spent a lot of yesterday driving and walking around the neighborhood,  checking back alleys and dumpsters but… again – no luck.

There were about 120 prints in that case so I’m out a lot of money, time, and energy. Toward that end, I’m reposting the GoFundMe page that I created back when I got arrested.

So now – you know – if you wanna buy something from me online, you totally can! Every thing helps. These Florida winters are really brutal.

The night after the theft, I was back outside Rain Dogs, painting and selling prints. 'Cause I'm not gonna let some asshole fuck me up and slow me down. My buddy Steph took this photo of me and Wallis out front.
The night after the theft, I was back outside Rain Dogs, painting and selling prints. ‘Cause I’m not gonna let some asshole fuck me up and slow me down. My buddy Steph took this photo of me and Wallis hard at work.

And here’s that link again for good measure. ; )

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