Consider this a tag for a better idea, my voice is maybe too midwestern and the image is just unclear enough but:
From a class project, everyone gave each other a piece (I got a series of photographs, among other things) that we had to make a new piece out of. I like to think of this dreadful looking kid:
as somebody's beloved son.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
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