No Rules No Shame

April 16, 2010

Paul Pretzer

Filed under: Hurrah, Painting, Rabbits — norulesnoshame @ 09:35

Once in a while, I’ll stumble across a painter, and will notice this strange feeling deep within what’s left of my tiny, rusted soul. It starts out as a tickle, but no amount of coughing gets it out. It deepens until it’s more of a little weight lodged deep within the fat and mucus, and suddenly I’m aware that I miss painting a little bit, with its smells and viscousity, its condescension and heavy history. So, thanks, Paul Pretzer.


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