The Art Muse is becoming agitated, flitting like a firefly behind my breast. How much longer can she reasonably be expected to contain the inspirations of the past 6 months, the Alex Grey workshop, the weekend of Chicago music and graffitti, the art saturated days in Paris? Disgruntled, but obedient, she’s waited for me to manage the more mundane
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It was even greater to see them in their element - amongst my friends and doing their work, that of spreading joy. They traveled about Friday night in cleavage, pockets, and even snuggled up in Brian's bed (yes, a candy cane raindeer mans can indeed snuggle up in a bed - I have a photo). People tried to turn them away, saying they wouldn't eat them. My response was that they are here to make you happy, however that may be.
This whole process made me think of you and it makes me so happy that I have felt free to cater to my creative side more and more since you've become a part of my life. For that I can only say, thank you for existing.
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