The Institute

Tag: Trees

I want to call this drawing, “The Breeze that Rustles Through the Trees”, you got a problem with that?

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HYSTERICS

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I seriously lost my shit.

It was, for a moment, as if I was having a seizure, or perhaps as if I’d been taken over by some supernatural force. My hands waved wildly in the air, my head twisted from side to side, my eyes bulged, my entire body quivered. “NAZIS”! I gasped, and a few times gurgled as there was much saliva being produced within my mouth making it most difficult to enunciate. “The fucking National Socialist Workers Party” I thought to myself as a reminder of what Nazi stood for in an historical context. Then, suddenly, I realized it was not the evil SWASTIKA popularized by that monster, HITLER, but instead the good SUWASTIKA, which is associated with ‘tantric practices’ (whatever those are) made out of brick and mortar on the side of a house on a beautiful tree lined street somewhere in America.

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STARTED ON A PAINTING TENTATIVELY TITLED, ‘THE FAT MAN’, OR MAYBE, ‘THE FAT GUY’, POSSIBLY, ‘STUDY OF AN OBESE FELLOW’, BUT, DEFINITELY NOT,’HEFTY DUDE’

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