8×8
Oil on Board with Black Floater Frame
The only kind of cereal I had growing up was Shredded Wheat. Not frosted, not bite sized. It was a big biscuit that was so dry, even with milk, and tasted like straw. I begged for Captain Crunch or Froot Loops, with no luck. Imagine how excited I was when I walked into the college dining hall and saw every sugary cereal known to man, just waiting for me. Even though the Captain Crunch scraped the roof of my mouth and the Froot Loops tasted like fake fruit, I spent my freshman year catching up for lost time.
8×8
Oil on Board with Black Floater Frame
The only kind of cereal I had growing up was Shredded Wheat. Not frosted, not bite sized. It was a big biscuit that was so dry, even with milk, and tasted like straw. I begged for Captain Crunch or Froot Loops, with no luck. Imagine how excited I was when I walked into the college dining hall and saw every sugary cereal known to man, just waiting for me. Even though the Captain Crunch scraped the roof of my mouth and the Froot Loops tasted like fake fruit, I spent my freshman year catching up for lost time.