It was a shitty trip, with one exception: Nevermind, two exceptions: I finally took the art class I referred to in "Artsy and Fartsy" and we got a chance to go back to visit my husband's friend, artist James Rosenquist. I didn't know this, but for those of you that know about art, James has just finished his Retrospective at the Gugenheim Museum. This just so impressive. But the best thing is getting to know Jim, or I should say trying to get to know Jim...
I met Jim through my husband quite a few years ago, but everytime I see him I get to know him a little more. He is truly wonderful, funny, very creative, amazingly talented, and just great fun to spend time with. Conversation with him may often go the way of a boomerang: it starts to get away from its point of origin, almost too far to be recognizable and after making a huge circle it quickly and surprisingly returns to where it first started, thus completing a very fulfilling trajectory that makes all the sense in the world. So while his mind is like a maze, his lifestyle is very simple and extremely uncomplicated. His home is by the water on stilts and the town he lives in is like a small country village, where everybody knows everyone else and they all seem to either love to fish or just love the water, I suppose like in other small towns by the water. Anyhow, while there one can hear the sounds of silence, the water is very calm and there are hardly any disruptions anywhere, you can even hear the bugs flying around...
So upon arrival at his place we show up with: his & hers laptops, his & hers PDAs, his & hers cellphones (which didn't have a signal the entire time we were at Jim's) and so many gadgets spewing off wireless signals that any alien flying by would have gotten a hard-on. Jim, on the other hand, had an old model cellphone that I never saw on him, two hybrid cars, and some boats that many people would take pity on.
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