Wednesday, March 12, 2008

don't eat any large rocks & prophecies

I find it ridiculously perfect that I still find this painting amusing and aesthetically in harmony with my brain.
I think I might still have it somewhere.
And then there is this one which was painted even earlier (1973?). The mysterious orange V which I scribbled into the surface has always intrigued me. I have no idea why I did it, except as a bit of Delphic graffiti in honor of my red haired son, Virgil, who arrived 17 years later.

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