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Lately
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- cats do not need balloons
- my wish
- no rain today
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- heart
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- …it was a dark, dark, dark night. The ballerina could see the reflection of the stars and the moon on the water, but not that of her own. The other figures were irrelevant.
- …and the moon was trying to make friends with the witch while she was just taking advantage of the moonlight.
- …after the bloody fight was over, nobody knew whether there was a winner or not. What we only know is that the color of the cape was the same as that of the blood. Hence no stain.
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“Verbatim: Inspiration in Translation.” | January 5 – January 31, 2010
This is my contribution to the show at NAHCOTTA
-ao
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…it was a dark, dark, dark night. The ballerina could see the reflection of the stars and the moon on the water, but not that of her own. The other figures were irrelevant.

…it was a dark dark dark night. The ballerina cloud see the stars and the moon’s reflection on the water but not herself. The other figures were irrelevant.
-ao
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…and the moon was trying to make friends with the witch while she was just taking advantage of the moonlight.

…and the moon tried to make friends with the witch while the witch just took advantage of the moonlight.
-ao
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…after the bloody fight was over, nobody knew whether there was a winner or not. What we only know is that the color of the cape was the same as that of the blood. Hence no stain.
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…the bride’s heels were so high and uncomfortable that she did not even notice that the Minister forgot to say “you may kiss the bride”.

…her high heels were so high and uncomfortable, she even did not notice that the Minister forgot to say “you may kiss the bride.
-ao
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…the princess loved the frog just the way he was. No kissing; hugs ever after!
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…the crocodile’s story was so sad, sooo sad that Whitey cried, and cried, and cried, and cried…
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Onur’s Art Folk

Onur is working on his Art Folk series these days. He visited the other day and took a bunch of photos. You can see the rest of the collection here.
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“that man who paints those dreadful pictures.” M. Thatcher

I was at The Met yesterday for Francis Bacon: A Centenary Retrospective. I feel really sorry for Bacon naysayers.
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