And I dreamt I was an artist

Like Toulouse-Lautrec or Manet,

Drinking like a bastard in Madrid.

But instead I’m trying to put together a Visual Reference File on Modern art styles (post T-L and M) and it’s driving me mad because I’ve managed about three paragraphs all day. I swear I need Ritalin sometimes.

(All American National Sport, Carter USM)


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