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I think it’s just trash rather than a scatter art installation. As we walked by this someone was sitting nearby in his car, with the windows down, blasting Maria Callas singing Vissi d’arte (I have lived for art) from Tosca.

What’s with the little red things on top of street lights on Metropolitan Avenue?

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I didn’t know Mr. Pokey. I just saw this in the Village and liked it.

Here is a picture of me (on the left) and James at the opening of Schroeder Romero’s “Decade” show in April, courtesy of the gallery and the photographer, Robert Boyd. We’re standing in front of an image by Kathe Burkhart.

I look so butch with short hair!