I've had my little travel watercolor paintbox for years. It's an old Prang box originally belonging to my kids, re-purposed into a Winsor & Newton art-quality paintbox (something I'm careful to point out to students, especially, when they assume I'm using Prang paint). That is, the old Prang paint was cleaned out, and W&N paint squirted in.
But the reason I'm featuring my messy old paintbox here is because prior to last Tuesday, I had never opened it and seen a face looking out at me. I was with my little drawing group when I lifted the lid. When I exclaimed over the apparition and held up the box for them to see, my drawing chums immediately saw him, too. One of them took a photo at my request, and called him Shroud of Paintbox:
I wonder: what mishap or birth defect caused him to have to wear an eye patch?

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