here is another shimmering slice of notebook art that i was largely responsible for. it features the odd trio of simon le bon, yoko ono, and a ghostly wisp of john lennon. the colors just swim, don't they. i love my stuff, i really do. and i don't think its sinful to blow my own trumpet. my (our) stuff is just the grooviest. i was so lucky, i think, to be born an artist. sure, i can't recite my multiplication tables, but at least i can not do math in a room emblazoned with pretty pictures. i wouldn't have it any other way.
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