Monday, February 27, 2006

My Paintings

My paintings are about experiences and that sense of delight . . . I know it is probably easy to understand for you guys, but please, I'm trying to learn and I don't want you guys to be rude to me.

My paintings are in the collection of the Regis Foundation Minneapolis, so it's probably easy to understand how such things as rain could affect the progress of building your pool.

Given our lack of fins or gas bladders, it's probably easy to understand why swimming is such a challenge to humans, and why my paintings are starting to clutter up my home, though friends and family are doing a good job of taking the best ones “off my hands.”

My paintings are based on and inspired by Santeria, an average of the D scores, readily comprehended by a typical reader of sound synthesis articles.

So it's probably easy to understand why some people were just simply unable to recognize many of these men in my often light-hearted paintings, riddled with humorous hidden commentaries about life and the true importance of our world.

All of the titles of my paintings are from snippets of her poetry; for example: “Cruelty is Flashier than Gentleness,” “It Has a Marketable Hardness,” “If it's Aggressive,” “It's Probably Easy to Understand,” “And Easy to Enforce.”

For two main reasons: first, and this is probably easy to understand, I love talking about something that marked a real turning point in my life. Secondly, and aside from this context, my paintings are witnesses of fascination and respect toward the environment, or the glow of sun and moon reflected in the grass, water, snow, and skies, which Wordsworth and other poets mention as the joy (or correspondence of the inner glow) of our soul.

Some of my paintings are thirty feet long and take about three months, and others are about one centimeter long and can be found on the fingernails of women I have known.

That's actually not true, but given this explanation it's probably easy to understand how this reputation began, affected as I am by symbolism. In fact, my paintings are frequently depictions of depictions: people, places and things that I know and see everyday, as seen by imagined (by me) spectators.

My paintings are both spontaneous and international, and not about Jersey.

So now the reason for cold calls is probably quite simple to grasp. After all, they're calling strangers.

My Music

My music is my life. Deserted, looted and falling apart! We must reach that point where everything we perceived ourselves to be will appear to be crumbling and falling apart. My music is a flow of sounds, noises, forces; it develops to a point where it goes beyond itself. My music is mostly dreamy and of other worlds. A commercial recording of my music is available for sale to the public.

At this point the chicken will be cooked and falling apart. When my music is real loud my wife can hear it one floor below, but two floors below in her office it’s their long, narrow segmented living room and falling-apart fireplace. Actually my music is not about technique or form. And then, when it starts to sink, it's rotting and falling apart.

What happens if my music is forwarded? What happens if my music is not forwarded? Most of my music is, for some reason, written in a very conservative (not to use the word outdated!) style. If my music is doing that for you on some level or other, all I can say to you is "cut it out!" My music is a strategy and subversion, a rekindling of the Sumerian comedy. My music is not always designed to appease the sensibilities of the more conservative jazz fans.

I spent 9 hours sculpting this wicked cool bust of Alice, and the whole thing is cracking and falling apart to hell. My Music Is Cooler Than Your Music Is And That Makes Me A Cooler Person Than You Are. My music is cool en my life is beautiful. It was much older and falling apart than our last ferry. My music is unusual, and so are the facilities that are far apart and falling apart. My music is fun. When I am producing my music, I feel good. My music is on a different server, how can I link it to my page? My music is umtza umtza avagy.

Within six months after purchase things started rattling and falling apart! My music has been performed on the radio. My music is simply about the encounter and the interaction of sounds. I went to a High School that was very old, and falling apart in some areas. So my music is intended to be interesting and fun to play. All of my music is available for sync, just make an offer! My music is spirituals that speak of hope, promise, better ways.

Brittle books that are worn and falling apart are assessed by the more conservative jazz fans. Some of my music is here. Most of my music is eclectic- there are very few pop albums in my collection. It was rusted and falling apart: the only thing left of its seats was the springs. The background of my music is purely in the emotions of experiences in life, which often seem to overwhelm me. My music is the first step in our goal to build a mobile soccer field. My music is my tribute. It is my thank you to all the readers of the daily news. My music is almost "angry-like." She claimed that she was unable to meditate to it. Like the one day I was completely rushed and falling apart and my music was not "so minimalistic." Most of my music is for instruments with tape.

My music is so superior to yours that, well, the stairs are cracked and falling apart. There's no point in rushing back into the water and falling apart again. This is why it is so important to understand that my music is much more than a MIDI file. Describing my music is hard for people to do. One current that runs through virtually all my music is an interest in melodic line. This ten-song cassette harnesses the essence of what my music is all about.

My music is slowing down and falling apart. My Music is a first-hand exploration of the diverse roles music plays in people's lives. My music is not popular. The backyard tours were interesting; however, it was pointed out that the specifics of knotholes, no groundline, and falling apart trees did not necessarily bring us to a teary-eyed climax. My music is strictly forbidden. My music is supplied for organs, which are intended for public performance or organ grinding, etc. My music is equally enjoyed by those without burdensome circumstance. I hear atoms falling together and falling apart. All of my music is now MP3s.

My music is firmly enmeshed with the natural world. My Music Is Hot Lalomie Washburn. It has all sorts of railings and falling apart porches, and so forth. My music is not yours. If making things ugly is so ingrained in your blood, why not vandalize something old and falling apart? For example, I have noticed that the third building of Pleasureland is in bad shape and falling apart. My music is known and loved, and at the end I would like to have been fierce, funny and falling apart. The main subject of my music is a Russian province. All of my music is composed within the capabilities of my sound card.

My burger was ordered up done "medium" so it kept crumbling up and falling apart as I ate it. But my music is pretty good.

Sunday, February 19, 2006


i got on the 7 train yesterday morning and it went in the wrong direction, back toward flushing. i got out at the next stop to switch trains back toward manhattan. i saw a man in a black coat let himself down from the platform and playfully walk across three sets of tracks over to his friend who helped him up. i guess he didn't want to go downstairs and have to go through the turnstile again. this is the advantage of having an unlimited metrocard.