Newsgroups: talk.bizarre,alt.butt.harp,alt.prose,rec.arts.prose From: richh@netcom.com (richh) Subject: RICHH: SEATTLE--OR ANYWHERE Message-ID: Followup-To: alt.prose.d Organization: NETCOM On-line Communication Services (408 261-4700 guest) Date: Tue, 14 Jun 1994 01:43:34 GMT After the all-nighter at The Last Exit, it was no surprise to find new paintings in the van. I was captivated by Khnopff's "I Lock My Door Unto Myself". I said, "Paul, for an 1891 this closely resembles the Pre- Raphaelites." "Excellent, Rich. You're picking this whole art thing up." "Well, I'm really more of a lit buff--" "Then you probably know the poem by Christina Rosetti which inspired this work." "Goblin Market?" "Same book, but the poem's "Who Shall Deliver Me." "Nice eyes." "So Rich, here's a more complex work. What do you make of it?" He was referring to tracks in his underwear. "Bold, violent strokes, reminiscent of De Kooning." "Also," Paul added, "the gesture is impulsive and enraged." "And yet open, spacious, and almost carefully measured." "Bingo," grunted Paul. Above Paul's soiled boxers hung "The Three Brides", a Toorop piece. "Dig the stylized shapes and lines," chanted Paul. "They seem, to me, to express existence and action..." "Feelings and ideas," added Paul, stowing his underwear in the fridge and lighting an Old Gold. "Released from nature in its entirety." "In a unitary form," Paul volleyed. "In concise and expressive outlines," I slammed. "This conception and color--" Paul lobbed. "I call the symbol," I spiked. "Get out," said Paul. "But I got nowhere else to go!" I Gered. "Hey," said Paul, "pop in a flick." "Officer and a Gentleman?" "No gots. Howzabout 'Once Upon a Time in America'?" "Oooh, director's cut?" "Natch. We settled down to watch the movie. Paul brandished his nine throughout. Whenever DeNiro came onscreen Paul gleefully shouted out, "Love that Noodles!" and fired, just shy of my feet. a RICHH/Paul joint