My imagination took hold of my senses and as I felt the paper I began to wonder about our bodies, our lives here. We are but flesh and bones. Our bodies are broken, torn, weathered and fleeting. I imagined I was paper, a scultpure of paper and bones.
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Degas, Woody Allen and my Humble Studio in Austin.
"My art, what do you want me to say about it? Do you think you can explain the merits of a picture to those who do not see them?
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New-ness
Here are a few photos of a new piece I am working on,
In the Studio with Debbie Harry
A short film of SAMO4PREZ painting in his studio.
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