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How was it when you went to the beach. Did you like the sand, did you like playing with the water. Have you ever been to the beach when you were young. Did you play with your friend or sister or father. Did you get ice cream. Did you bring sand into

Art on Art on the Painter, Of City, of Woman, and even the manly Motorbike, and the Cigarette, and I am one of two that know that the image was across from the sea, inTel Aviv. “Ceci N’est Pas Une Pipe”, Art on Art on Object, where is my actual pip

It is the Sahara, I was there with a Hungarian Man. We became our shadows and it is the only thing we could see in each other; For a Moment, the long reflection rested on the moving sand and gave me a pause of beauty: just a second to click and eter

He is serene, In Sebastopol, in Sonoma that now burns more often. A Sunday, outside Whole Foods before Amazon, the bakery and the smells. I wasn’t there when he played.

MangoTime in Belize, Placentia Area.

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How was it when you went to the beach. Did you like the sand, did you like playing with the water. Have you ever been to the beach when you were young. Did you play with your friend or sister or father. Did you get ice cream. Did you bring sand into

Art on Art on the Painter, Of City, of Woman, and even the manly Motorbike, and the Cigarette, and I am one of two that know that the image was across from the sea, inTel Aviv. “Ceci N’est Pas Une Pipe”, Art on Art on Object, where is my actual pip

It is the Sahara, I was there with a Hungarian Man. We became our shadows and it is the only thing we could see in each other; For a Moment, the long reflection rested on the moving sand and gave me a pause of beauty: just a second to click and eter

He is serene, In Sebastopol, in Sonoma that now burns more often. A Sunday, outside Whole Foods before Amazon, the bakery and the smells. I wasn’t there when he played.

MangoTime in Belize, Placentia Area.

P5060063 (1).jpg

DSCF0314 (1).jpg