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These light characters hang out with dogs, or dance on the abandoned boat dock. I usually took these photographs around my home in Florida, and then painted over them with different characters.
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I type in “extremely naked and enthusiastically playing the bongos.”Ī quote from Harmony: “The works were re-created in oil paint on canvas from images I constructed on my iPhone. I go down the rabbit hole a little further. That’s two personal connections right there.)Ībbreviations. Harmony’s father is now living in Panama. No wonder Harmony’s mother helped keep Richard Brautigan’s American dust cleaned. Harmony was born into his father’s hippie cult, in Bolinas, a town famous for having no sign to tell road-trippers where it was located. (Maybe it’s Harmony’s father who belonged to a hippie commune out in Bolinas in the late ’60s. There’s some portrait of a grandfather that comes up next to “all Korine.” Harmony Korine: Young Twitchy at Gagosian-GalleriesNow.
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I google “” and the first thing that appears: Alyssa Milano alerts candidates to her 2020 plan (“the Jon Ossoff blessing” hangs in the balance). I just googled “post-place” and the first thing that comes up: ctpost-cannabis-derived oil finding place in ever more products. They say if you want convenience and a friction-free life just click and swipe and your backdrop will be Surf Camp. Wells’s predictions are in that thin piece of hardware, and everybody carries one around, upgrading customizing bent over looking watching reading sending talking to sharing shutting off and on spending endless hours with strangers and friends waiting to receive and signal trying to walk in a straight line without looking up and bumping into constantly talking out loud connected to hearing aids then pointing to, photographing videoing logging onto a new app filtering sorting storing downloading deleting saving. The question? Where’s it from? An early-morning Saturday cartoon show from 1954? What, too young? If you want to cross-generation and time-machine, you can YouTube it. Or is it bumbo-bloodclaat? Doesn’t matter. Post-Place: The Life and Times of Jack Parr, Lord Buckley, and Totie Fieldsīabylon blood clot.