My first dollar, the one you see pictured at the top of the page, was stolen (!!!!) from my studio last night. I don’t know if the perpetrator was after my money, or a piece of fine art snarkily questioning our dependence on foreign oil.
If the thief took the money because he or she was hungry, they should have helped themselves to a slice of banana bread that is quickly going stale, or a few medjool dates, both of which were close proximity to the missing dollar. There was also a sleeve of saltines and some Ramen (may he rest in peace) noodles.
And, why would they not have taken the three other dollars next to my missing dollar? (see future posts).
Maybe it was spent on gas?
Perhaps though, the pilferer was after fine art, and the fact that it was created on something the value of one hundred pennies is insignificant. The art though, is unsigned, and now marked as stolen. It will forever have a life of nefarious associations.
If you see my dollar, please help reunite us.
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