Some mornings I wake up from this dream about a friend I haven't seen in 20-odd years, and my chest feels hollowed out with longing for him, for that connection. It feels deliciously right and disappointingly sad at the same time. It's a mystery.
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
MN State Fair Art: Fauxnuts
This piece is from the Fine Arts show, it's donuts made of bronze and other metal. You can look but don't eat!
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