mumbling to myself aloud, in public. at times it is embarrassing, but it is as it is. I know you're expecting art!
It is here, but interwoven / embedded with cyber residue of life.
Sunday, July 02, 2006
I love my husband; why can't I be nice
Black painting triptych, 2'x6' each found boards, tar found rope, tar 2006
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