i know jean-lucien is kissing me in spirit tonight, even if he's fast asleep. and to kiss back, i'm posting one of his more recent, more juicy and delicious works of art. i can't remember if he said he was particularly satisfied with this one, but i love it. i can almost smell it. lets see, who are the stars in this here flag? from left to right, we have... an anonymous hippy chick at some late 60's rock festival, then, in tangy electric green, we have the undisputed master of black cloaked, clever-tongued, magick-clack mascara-snake charmer-sparking arts, captain beefheart himself. as the captain reportedly once said, '...one cold vibe won't stop this here boogie.' yes, words to live by... and i'm not being even mildly sarcastic. and last but certainly never-never least, we have that bulgarian diva cream puff herself, mademoiselle sylvie vartan, with her hair in full-out 'curl mode,' smoking something that is obviously '...not one of your standard brands,' (as the texan once said.) all of jean-lucien's skills are in supreme form here, managing to snare visual melody from the colors and forms and faces all at once, and flawlessly. sigh... happy new year, my one true love. i love you, very literally, the most. (click to enlarge, my darlings.)
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