My nephew Aesop Cardenas
commented on my prose poem
about Kurt Vonnegut,Jr.

"i really like this idea...sometimes i'll catch
one of my paintings in a certain light and notice
strange textures which remind me that i had painted
over an image...i'll go through my old photos and
be reminded of what it was and think "why the hell
did i ever paint something so crappy"...then i
delete it and forget that it ever was...i sometimes
wonder what has been painted over us..."



This is a banner he did for a rock group.
Aesop's blog is here.