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Walked home from
utilikilts in intermittent drizzle, hoping
to find large sums of cash in the roadside weeds (you know that scene from
repo man where they toss the
giftwrapped boxes of green out the window of a red camaro?), found only instead
a crystal-like chandelier bauble and plastic Honda lug cover (which makes
a great belt buckle).
Stopped by Steve's for a couple of quesadillas and a quick lesson
in the crapshoot of life for Amanda and Eraiyna, 7-year-old sororal twin
sculptors, who each picked a fist for a random gift, Amanda (so used to getting
her way otherwise), disappointed to get a dirty ziploc baggy (found along
the canal, empty), while her sister picked the right and got the scratched
yet elegant teardrop bauble.
From there, hello to Josh, whose polished bronze
ashtray is for sale in a group show of functional art.
Functional art--love
it.
Darryl beat the odds, the clock, and his day job to finish his lifesize statue
of Chuck Berry for the corporate office of a music business here in Seattle.
It's beautiful work. A balance of roughness and precision, like Berry's playing
itself, fuzzy but the detail is there--buttons on shirt, guitar toggle, and
strings that make a delightful sound when you strum 'em, 350 lbs of bronze
balanced on the soles of a moment duckwalking between release and
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