Tonight, Tony and I went to the opening of an art show of a friend of ours. Sharon Arnold makes the kind of art that makes some people crazy even when they love it. I suppose you have to see it to understand what I mean. Me, I see it and want to touch it. I want to go home and make repetitive cuts in paper/sew paper/etc.
It's way past my bedtime and that's all I'm up for writing tonight. Must sleep now.
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