French easel bites the sidewalk.

My French easel bit the ground, I watched as my terp.  went flying in the air, with the linseed oil. painting landed face up this time. Much to my horror, I saw a piece of wood and twisted sides. It is now resting comfortably in the garage after major surgery . So quick paint proceeded with a usually comfortable chair  for lounging. and my easel at half mast.

Need I say more......