The days of glory have been replaced by the daze of sorrow. Entering these Autumn years, I know that the world isn't sad. It will continue for a long time and doesn't really care too much about our activities. Especially these rubbish pictures I do. But like a monkey I paint, its all I have, except my health, my family and friends, all my money, and property. Respect of strangers and the strange. Life is tough in this soft modern world.
3 comments:
Hi
Did you have an exhibition at The Craven in Gebe in 1999(not sure of the year) with a painting called "Chop Power". Its still being appreciated by my friend Haico and I. Yet us know.
best
Raquel
Hello Raquel
Yes it was me that had the exhibition at the craven cafe. I glad to hear that Haico still has my painting and still likes it. I will try to let you know of exhibitions that I have in the future if you are interested.
Nicholas
that is really attractive and interesting to me.
If I was a pocy art critic I would say it "has resonance", anyhow, goodonyou.
I got here by Guugling Sam Orr looking for evidence of the food writer from Nation Review in 1970.
Why was I doing that?
Hoping to find evidence of the furore he started over the precise recipe for Chicken Marengo.
If you are indeed his son, then you will know he was a legend.
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