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Photo blog, snippets of drawings and paintings and other art, occasional text, poems too. Visit, comment, email me, have fun, share your art. CLICK on PHOTOS to ENLARGE
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- Mike & Jen 1980
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- Bunnycloud 1970
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- Single Parent Balancing Act 1973
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- Icarus 1962
- Priman 1981
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- BG & MG
- Helen in 1925
- Now, Robert!
- Not Easy
- Adam Seeing
- Well, You Asked...
- Painting: "Column of Light" (1995)
- Painting: "Bobby & Carrie" (1981)
- Painting: "Eroself" 1980
- Georgia Pacific and her Red Nose
- JP in Firebird
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- Mosaic Bathroom
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About Me
- Bob G.
- Personality is the result of psychic injury. Art is the result of spiritual injury.
2 comments:
This aint nobody but my Saint so don't nobody comment on about wantin it for y'all-self. bg is giving it to me and y'all go git y'all own Saint from somewheres else. This here is Saint du Balai, which is cajun french for Saint of the Broom. He aint gonna listen to nobody prayers but mine. He cant. He deaf like dat cause somebody, who weren't Catholic of course, came along and hit he halo real hard with a ballpeen hamma and he went deaf to all prayers but mine. Why mine? Cause I was first Catholic come along and pray to him. And noticing this, the Blessed Virgin give him permission, upon God's Absolution, to only hear my prayers and chants. So. Dat's dat. Don't fuck wit my Saint.
bg--I kinda lied about you givin me him, but is it ok I run copy of photo off, frame it and put him over my bed? Cause he really is my saint. Answer soon! Hurry.
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