I am a Visual Artist for ChamberFEST Cleveland 2012. I feel Gleeful and Peaceful! ChamberFEST is Wednesday, June 27th, 2012 in Cleveland, Ohio at the Mixon Hall, The Wine Spot, Harkness Chapel, and Dunham Tavern. Big Bang painting is at Franklin's House. Bob Amy and I went to the Addams Family at Palace Theater at The Playhouse Square. I feel enthusiastic! We are going to New York soon. I am painting with Kip Jacobs. I will go to Niagara Falls this Thursday with Jeff. We are going to Chicago, Illinois; Milwaukee and Madison, Wisconsin in the October. We are going to Memphis, Tennessee in July. We are going to San Diego in July. I feel Excited and Thrilled about my trips.
Your Friend,
Seth
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| Franklin Cohen and Diana Cohen and Seth Chwast. I feel gleeful and peaceful. |
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| Big Bang Painting is on the order form. |
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| The school of fish are swimming in the Lake Erie. |
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| Bob. Amy and I are going to the Addams Family. |
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| I feel happy |
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| We are in front of Red-Orange Fantasy Horse. |
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| I am holding the Perch. I am with Joan Perch and Jim |
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| Joan and Jim and I are happy. I am in front of Two Fantasy Humpback Whales painting. |
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| Two Fantasy Humpback Whales is Oil on Canvas. |
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| I am coloring silkscreens. Hippocampus is a Mythic Creature. This is an Artist Proof. |
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| I finished the Hippocampus is a Mythic Creature. |
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| I am continuing the Washington Square Archway. |
Lying, thinking
ReplyDeleteLast night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don't believe I'm wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
There are some millionaires
With money they can't use
Their wives run round like banshees
Their children sing the blues
They've got expensive doctors
To cure their hearts of stone.
But nobody
No, nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Now if you listen closely
I'll tell you what I know
Storm clouds are gathering
The wind is gonna blow
The race of man is suffering
And I can hear the moan,
'Cause nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Maya Angelou