golf balls


If you’re anything like me golf is not your forte, and well, neither is driving a golf cart. The only time I ever went golfing was with my dad, and I drove our cart through a pristine flower bed. Needless to say, I’ve not golfed since, but my dad and I still laugh about the look on my face as I lost control of the cart and tore through the landscaping. 
golf, golf balls, Father’s Day, Brian Connelly, Reeves Lewenthal, Associated American Artists, Pop Art, American Magic Realism