Dreams are tricky buggers…

So, this piece is not for sale because it’s going to be up at the FTS Gallery in Stratford, CT as part of their Lucid Dreams show with my best friend and our weird-ass artists collective, Distilled Minds. I say ours but mostly it is his.

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Also, this is a quotation from Neil Gaiman’s “Sandman” somewhere in the Kindly Ones… I’m pretty sure it’s one of the things that Hob says in his very sweet speech to Audrey whose smell he wishes he could remember.

In his house

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We’ll Miss Him

I’ve been on a huge Bill Hicks kick lately. Just this past week, I’ve rewatched his big four specials, picked up a book that collects a ton of his material, and watched a recent documentary about him, “American: the Bill Hicks Story” after which I had to make a little something.

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Mr. Brass’s Ejaculations

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When the Throbbing

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Filth and Old Age

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