I admit, she’s got talent. But the velvet-Elvis feel to these prove that talent and taste are not one and the same.
**BUMPITY BUMP**
Thomas Kinkaide may be able to claim tackiness infringement. It seems the gifted young Akiane has switched her focus from horsies and doe-eyed, posed human “allegories” to Kinkaide-esque gardens and cottages. Sadly, each horrid painting is still accompanied by silly scripted musings. Encouragingly, while her taste remains dreadful (cf. the toy poople posing as guardian of the heavens – Cerberus, he ain’t) her talent appears to be abandoning her. Here’s hoping the media (and Stumble) saturation likewise disappears promptly.