All 5 guys crashed

My brother and four of his friends lived up the street from me in our twenties. All 5 guys crashed in this one bedroom bachelor pad with bikes and skateboards, turntables and video games strewn among the cluttered chaos. The furniture was negligible and had seen better days, but I will always remember that coffee table. That crappy wood slab took the brunt of our debauchery for years in that shitty little place, but the layers of stickers covering its surface never peeled off.

Acrylic on 12x12 birch panel, 2014