The Happy Artist
You can call it an obsession. I prefer to think of it as a strong appreciation I had for an artist. I loved the guy's paintings as soon as I first saw them. Those two treasures were something I looked at twice a day no matter what.
Keeping on schedule was easy. The artwork was part of a window display that I passed everyday walking to and from my job. It was actually a photography studio that was presenting the work but they were always closed when I passed by.
The paintings were one of the happiest sites in Seattle. Though it rained daily, this particular display really livened up my afternoons. It also seemed like the artist had a great sense of humour.
Both the paintings featured an image of a beach along with a blue ocean and white sand. One had a display of clouds that formed a smiley face in the sky. The other simply showed the sun beating down on the ground with the words "True Happiness" written in the sand.
While I appreciated seeing such creativity, I still wanted to find out who the artist was that was brightening up my days. I left a note on the door for the owner of the place and asked about the art. Soon, I received a written response.
The artist was named Kenneth Moss. He was serving time in prison for multiple murders and the paintings had been done just after he killed his first victim.
submitted at 8:24am
14 March 2012