Above, someone aimed a camera at me. My whole face was
since I was spray-painting the door with the pine tree
gold, so I
mugged it up. But it pretty much encapsulates
how I felt about
this show, in spite of the exhaustion.
Right, during load-in. I love
the picture of me and
busy that I have absolutely no memory
of anyone taking it.
though. (And I did wear other shirts at times.)
I think someone once
painted a happy face on my knee
through those jeans