i used to watch him in the UK when i was in my teens. one thing i always loved that he did was these great paintings - really fast on huge surfaces with a big house-paint brush, accompanied by music. it would look like jsut a bunch of random abstract splotches and you wouldn't know what it was until the last minute - and then he'd add a detail or turn it sideways or upside-down and it would all make sense.

this makes me sad. and retro-actively triggered - if that makes sense. like someone i knew and trusted and that didn't harm me - but to find out after the fact that he wasn't as safe and good as i thought. a close call sort of feeling - i've had a couple of those in real life.
lee
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We are often troubled, but not crushed;
sometimes in doubt, but never in despair;
there are many enemies, but we are never without a friend;
and though badly hurt at times, we are not destroyed.
- Paul, II Cor 4:8-9