The Elephant Is Still Pink

Maybe it was the bagel I ate for breakfast, or the regurgitated formula that covered my arm during a recent newborn session, or maybe it was the late night consulting my ipod for inspiration. There is still a small possibility that it was the sweet smelling skunk that has found it's home in our apartment's ventilation. Either way, I had an undeniable desire to create, and it wasn't going to be apple pie. Here is my rebuttal. 

Exhibit A: I should have lied?

(You can get a closer look at the above by clicking on the image) 

Exhibit B: You're an Open Book