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In the summer of 1982, the Denver Art Museum put out a cartoon like sculpture by the artist Red Grooms.  It was a rather large piece depicting a covered wagon with a protruding cowboy arm shooting a revolver with bullets shooting out suspended in the air.  Opposite the...

I have waited a long time to tell this story.  It began over thirty years ago and after all this time I wonder if all this really happened?  Have I forgotten more than I remember?  Let's see what I remember. 

 

 

It was November 1969 when we arrived in Chic...

 I don't remember the exact date, but it was in the second week in January 1979. It was cold and I was broke and depressed. Very depressed. In fact suicidal. I had been out of work for months and three months overdue on my rent. I hadn't sold a painting in weeks. Like...

Sometime ago, I had a dream where two friends and I drove to Ames Monument east of Laramie about twenty-five miles.  Those two friends were Ken Chavez and David Lang.  Why? I think my sub-conscience picked them as they were the two people I had ongoing metaphysical dia...

  It was May 1970. The exact day I don't remember. I lived in a little dilapidated house across the street from the railroad tracks on 1st Street in Laramie Wyoming. My friend Ray R. was visiting me. He had some good smoke so we sat rapping and getting high. As dusk ap...

I had a Hollywood production dream. A movie dream. When the “movie” began it opened visually with a book. A golden book with encrusted jewels and a picture on the cover showing a big white windowless ship floating on a red sea. Above the picture were the letters in lar...

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