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The Rice/Polak Gallery in Provincetown is showing my work for its 2010 summer season, from May 1 to January 3. The gallery will be open weekends from 11-5 in May, Friday-Monday 11-5 In June. Starting in July, open daily from 11-10. Their first official opening reception is on Friday, July 2nd, 7:00PM
Rice/Polak Gallery,
430 Commercial Street
Provincetown, MA 02657
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heart
rain
for the ones
who can only see stick
not 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.
…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.
…after a very bloody fight, nobody knew if there was a winner or not.
-ao
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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!
…the princess loved the frog 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…
…the crocodile’s story was so sad, sooo sad that whitey cried and cried and cried and cried.
-ao
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…and so the old one said “let’s have a vote”.
…and so the old one said let’s have a vote.
-ao
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