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So I clenched the knife between my teeth, gathered my dogs and took a long walk through the deep snows of the avant-garde. There I braved the horrid sunken beeswax eyes of the celebrated and self-important. And so I wandered for many years over jagged and wild landscapes only to end up at the very beginning once again, back to a time and place when all was merely an extension of the waking dream of life, devoid of ambition artless and unproven. Enjoy the works you acquire here, and know that every single purchase will amuse me as much as the very first painting I ever sold to a kind older woman who also paid me a dollar to fill her purse with ripe butternuts. << Back |
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