I don't know what else I can do with this one. You might as well come pick it up, John. If I have any longer with it, I just might paint it out.
mmmm...
but what if I did do something more. you see the color is slightly off in the bottom left...hmmm...or is it?
I don't know.
As you know JP, it glows in the dark...
So how old are you now? 506?
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beautiful. especially the rocket.
Yeah, it's pretty. Nice colors. I fiddled with it some more. Now it's done. The best part is the glow in the dark stuff now. It's like working on 2 paintings in 1.
In fact, I am still working on the glow in the dark stuff. That's the hardest, because I literally have to paint in the dark. All I can see is the end of my brush glowing--then I guess.
It's all very ho-hum. Definitely a nail biter for the rest of the world watching.
Ha! You ever do that? I remember taking acid one time (you remember this, L.?), and talking about an audience watching the grand performance. It was during my Morrison stage. Very dramatic. Very fun. I would get drunk or do mushrooms etc., talk, and tap dance.
I was one helluva talker. Tap dancer too.
One of my pinnacle moments was tap dancing on Continental Avenue, by myself, for 4 hours.
Brush, scratch, crash, crash, stick...
I am not Gregory Hines, but I got close.
Anyway, I wanted to bring this up, this story of an audience, because my friend Morgan was there that night, and when I mentioned that there was a nail biting audience watching me painting, I thought about Morgan.
That is who I imagine I paint for sometimes. All my dear friends who died too young. This painting is too make you smile, Morgan. Thank you for your friendship...
Chess board on the floor between us.
(triangular attack)
"It will be unstoppable," I told her.
"Yeah, right," she said. "I'm going to kick your triangle's ass."
The painting's on my wall, P. I love it.
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