Remember I told you I'm painting with my father. Well, we got some pieces framed and it looks great. It's kind of almost modernist looking. It looks like a piece you would find in a modernist show. Very cool. Hey, that reminds me of something. I once lived in Paris. I was dating a girl who was the granddaughter of a great artist. A french impressionist. Anyway, while we were dating we would go to the cafe, get seated with all the locals, have a coffee, talk politics, art, you know, Parissien stuff. Anyway, we had a great time, but then one day we broke up. I went up to the same cafe, the same waiter looked at me and put me up front with the tourists. He served me an american coffee and over-charged me. I'll never forget that. Pretty funny though.
I'm pretty tired cause I just got back from the hospital. I was seeing my daughter. She's doing good. I'm going to sign off now. Here's some examples of some work I've been doing. See you next week. Love, B. Nice
P.S. I remember hearing this in a cafe in Paris. It is said, with heavy french accent, "Some people are more dangerous than a monkey with a box of razor blades." Pretty funny.
P.P.S. And that's an insult to the monkey!