The Golden Girls Paintings

After I faced my fears, and finally painted Murder, she wrote's Jessica Fletcher, I was relieved, sure. But there was still a feeling of something being incomplete, and deep down, I knew what it was. So, after months of trying to muster up some courage, I finally started on my illustrations of the Golden Girls, and boy has it been stressful.
I feel about the Golden Girls how most people no doubt feel about their own mothers. I have a love for that show so deep that its almost embarrassing (luckily for me I have absolutely no shame whatsoever.) It is the comfort blanket that I reach for when I'm feeling down, that reliable friend you can call at 2am in the morning when you can't get to sleep and there's nobody else around.
And so I didn't want to paint them because I didn't want to let them down. I couldn't let them down. But then I had to paint them because if I didn't I was letting us all down (yes this all really went on inside my head, yes, I'm being serious, yes, I'm incredibly lonely).

And here are the results.
If you think they're not completely hideous then you can buy one (or the entire set at a discounted price) here in my shop, and that would make me completely happy (and maybe not so lonely feeling.)

Thanks for being a friend, guys (sorry, that was cheap. I haven't spoken to anybody for a really long time.)