Lots-o-words About the “Relative Strangers” Show

It’s been a little bit, mostly because I was crazy busy in the two weeks leading up to the opening. I loaded up my car with more than 25 paintings and drove out to LA last Tuesday. I dropped off ten of those pieces at the scanning place and continued on to the gallery in Santa Monica with the rest.

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Mother

Well, I am not a “Mother’s Day” fan because I was beyond not fond of it growing up. But, other than the traumatic memories of it, I’m safe. My mom passed quite a while ago, and later in her life, she finally got on an SSRI that magically made her quit attempting suicide, and/or threatening it. Before that, she usually chose to do such things on Mother’s Day, my birthday, or hers.

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