A Taxi Dog?


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Instantly fell in live with picture.   It reminds me of my younger days.  When all was possible and my world was my oyster.  Retired now, I look forward to more of those carefree times.

I will enjoy sharing these reflections with you.

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On the other hand, I have a tendency towards a morbid
self reflection.

Fuck You, Tree

Eric Beltz, Fuck You Tree, (detail), 2007, graphite on board, 40 x 30 inches

“Beltz gave the father of our country lovely feet. If he could stand, they could carry him out of this scene of morbid self-reflection. Instead, he sits on a log from his cherry tree with stars from the original 13 colonies ringing his face like mosquitoes, and his head detached from his body as if ready to be reproduced on dollar bills. The tree itself flourishes behind him as a rootless cosmopolitan, an entangling alliance.


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It will be a coin toss to see who wins day to day.


5 thoughts on “A Taxi Dog?

    1. Thank you, Brad. My temperance, such as it is, only comes from women who have loved me. My mother, of course, who always embarrassed me…not on purpose…only because she was such an exuberant person. And my wife, who has put up with much shit. Little shit…I never cheated on her. Ohhhh…its a long story…just believe me…I don’t deserve her.

      A long, long story. But I HAVE had some good psychotherapy and it has enriched my life. If we have the opportunity to get to know each other better, or if you get to read some of my personal posts, you’ll see.

      But DON’T VOTE FOR ME!!!! It will go to my head and I’ll be the politician you’ll love to hate. [he he] Just enjoy your path and don’t push the river. Life flows along all my itself.


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