I made my first foray into the art world in Lancaster when I realized that they served free booze at art openings. Thank you, Sheba Sharrow. It was a long time ago, I was drunk, and I wouldn't follow up on that initial impulse seriously for another 15 years, BUT Sharrow's show provided me with my first inkling that paint on canvas could move me. I was disappointed that I couldn't find any of her abstracts online, but here's a painting from 1992.
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I can't believe you went to Millersville...I love it here, and that makes me love it so much more. I am shouting you out at the lecture and I can only hope that students can follow in shadow of your greatness. And I'm getting food from the Sugar Bowl later tonight! Yes!
The Sugar Bowl!!!! OMG. The Sugar Bowl RULES!!!! I'm going to die about 20 years before I should because of all the strombolis consumed there.
OK, I'm back from my lecture and I can't love Millersville anymore. The kids here are so unpretentious and genuinely interested in things. Good choice, Brent! But of course I should have known MU from how top notch you turned out. Tomorrow I am seeing all these classes and I'm giving them your blog as a reading assignment. That's not a joke.
Also, I love pancake.
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