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incidentally, i love that turner piece. mostly, i really dislike the 'popular' stuff by the likes of turner and constable, but turner did some great work regardless, and i respect anyone who can work in a medium like watercolors that i'm. . . bloody useless with. just totally useless. i was better with those crappy round blocks they had in high school, back in the day - paintings my mother loves to haul out now and again. she loves that crappy old stuff, hates my work NOW, but loves. . . still lifes of skulls and onions. ugh.

berlin is awesome. i have kind of been chilling out the last two days though, reading hemingwayand some bukowski (what else?), cooked dinner for my hosts and have really just been catching up on lost time with yvonne and. . . entertaining the baby, which. . . is kind of cool.

the 'seeing art til my brain aches' starts tomorrow.

and t'will be good, so it will

apologize for the willy waving - it wasn't meant for your eyes

I hope you weren't permanently scarred

I forget that this interface collects and broadcasts attachments (however private)

have a better one