fuxk

thursday night gallery openings. too much kaleidoscopic to relate except: shook chuck close's hand at pace. chuck. fucking. close: most important portrait painter of the last 4 decades. there in his gyroscopic wheel chair and his prosopagnosia. i just said, "hey chuck how are you" and he extended his hand.

guts, fearlessness is what it's about. and free alcohol.

i saw cg, an old girlfriend. she looked good, her hair grown out. randomly caught her group show. she's got guts. and guts is enough, as the man said. in one year, i'll be showing. i know that. i'm not even four years old.

and you: i want to fuck you again before you leave: hottest piece of life affirming ass in brooklyn.