I would consider:
- My cat
- My black notebook series
- My pigeon roadkill gyotaku print with real pigeon feathers
- My rock full of fossils from upstate new york
- My handcrafted mexican masks
- My desk with art deco naked women carved on it
- My rune-carved ceramic set
- My Henry...
Barangrill is really funny she's a rich and famous cityslicker driving around the countryside in her Rolls Royce and she stops at a barandgrill and she's like, Wow. Everyone's so real here, everyone's so enlightened, humble makes pure. But there's that undercutting of the fantasy: "You *think*...
She's like Botticelli's Venus except instead of standing facing you to be looked at as object, she is a subject looking out at the sea like Friedrich's Wanderer above a sea of fog—looking out at eternity and the renewing force which lives inside her womb
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