When Louie went on a fishing trip to Tampa he asked what I'd like him to bring back for me. I told him to bring me a shell. I pictured him strolling along the beach, bending down to pick up a small shell, or even a shard of a shell, just to show that he'd thought of me. So I was surprised when he gave me this beautiful and extravagant shell. "Wow! you found this on the beach?" I said. "No", he responded, "I bought it from a vendor on the way to the boat, and it only cost 10 bucks!" That's my Louie.
I started with a detailed drawing but felt myself losing interest, so I loosened up to catch just the feeling of the shell.
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