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| Die alte Tür - The old Door 33 x 28,5 cm |
SUCKING LEMONS
I know someone
who sucks lemons twice a day. After which
he licks
salt, then slams back a shot of tequila.
Could be,
however, that he sucks the lemon after he drinks.
Schools of
thought on what comes first are popping up on
college campuses all over the country: lemon
or salt?
He grits
his teeth, then repeats the procedure. Whatever that is exactly.
Until an
uncommon lucidity permeates his entire being.
He once
told me an interesting story. A diner on the outskirts of Texarkana.
Roughly
adjacent to a 24 hour Marine Corps Recruitment Depot.
A waitress denounced
for smuggling tiny shots of espresso into day old refills.
She wasn’t
so much run out of town as deported to Berkeley.
After a
brief interlude as a free-lance theorist in the English Department
she joined
the Gnostics in Santa Fe. This is what happens when normality is thwarted.
Out there
they can drink all the arabica they want to. Or is it limes that he sucks?
Light my Fire - The Doors
Karin, this new work is so striking. The bold color and shapes keep calling me back to observe. Interesting textures too. Was this an image from your recent travels? Would love to hear. Great work!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Paula. :-) I wrote to you about it.
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