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i wonder if jesus has a ponytail now

mo: look at this painting of jesus. me: wow. he’s a handsome devil. i hope hell has mexican food. i bet the enchies have onions. Advertisements

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living with an artist, part 16

The best part about living with an artist? The constantly evolving gallery 6 feet away from me. Plus really good coffee. OK, mostly that second one. But still.

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She stands transfixed by the painting. A step back, a step to the side. Studying it, embracing it, loving it. It’s who she is. She asks afterward if i just go because of her. I say I love going. And … Continue reading

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how many six packs does it take?

looking at a pearl jam concert from 24 years ago, i squint to read the tiny type at the bottom. american music club. i had totally forgotten. now i’m falling in love with them all over again this morning. “this … Continue reading

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things i wish i had said, part 70

“You know, I didn’t consider myself an artist for a long time. I think I was thinking of it as art is just really, really good entertainment, and when you get really good at entertaining people, all of a sudden … Continue reading

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It wasn’t a flute, dammit

It’s only the giving that makes you what you are — the prophet Ian Anderson  “I miss records,” Mo said. Sometimes I supsect Mo has a surveillance device in my brain. I have been thinking a lot lately about returning … Continue reading

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living with an artist, part 15

It’s late. I’m hungry. I want a Little Something. And there’s a cupcake in the fridge. Except it’s not a cupcake. It’s a still life subject. Mo paints cupcakes. I suspect it’s because when you paint fruit, all you have … Continue reading

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