This past May at the Alameda Flea Market, I came across this lovely painting which reminds me of a young Rick Astley. I fell in love with it on the spot but decided not to purchase it at the time. I have a weird fascination for portraits of people at the flea market – I want to create a whole wall of portraits and call them my flea family. Anyways, I digress, I haven’t been able to locate it since and I admit, one of my sole purposes for frequenting the flea market every month is to hope I get lucky and find dear young Rick. Sorry Tim, if I find him, he’s mine! Never mind the ass in the pic – that was a little extra something.