Sidewalk Face 867

I found a half smoked cigar in the gutter and got pretty excited. Carried it around for days. Man do those thing stink. Even when wrapped in plastic it’s a powerful penetrating smell. I was starting to feel a bit crazy. Why was I doing this?

I couldn’t find or make the right face for this large 3 dimensional object. It didn’t want to just sit on the sidewalk. Plus, if the context isn’t right, it’s suggestive of other things. Then it hit me, Sidewalk Face 756 from June. He’s one of the few I’ve made that is still around. When I first met him he was a bit too young but now that’s he’s been around the block a time or two, I knew he would love to lay his puckered lips on an old stogie. Here’s to you my friend. Arriverderci in 2019!