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To: Crocodile who wrote (37396)9/8/1999 10:14:00 AM
From: jpmac  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 71178
 
I've never seen a velvet painting of Orbison. That sounds bizarrer than velvet paintings in general. No knock on Orbison. He was the "voice". When I was a sprite, I practiced growling like him in "Pretty Woman". My goal in life was to play for the Cowboys and sing like Roy.



To: Crocodile who wrote (37396)9/8/1999 10:17:00 AM
From: jpmac  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 71178
 
Art is art. Some of it breathes. But have you ever been standing there, really tripping and appreciating a work of breathing art when it sneezed? Scary. Like it could bite you. Art should affect you, challenge you, make ya think. But it should never bite.



To: Crocodile who wrote (37396)9/8/1999 1:37:00 PM
From: Gauguin  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 71178
 
Wow. You go girl.

I had a nice long response going, about a craftsman friend of mine, and it's gone now. My puter does this thing where when the modem disconnects, for whatever random reason, it seizes the puter entirely. I mean, completely. Can't save, can't nada. Reboot.

It's uhm makin me mad........

So, anyway, I was having fun remembering, and dreaming on, from your last paragraph, and now I can only sort of "tell" you I'm payin attention, and get stuck with botching the actual damn delivery.

I get mad.

I wanted it for you.

Sigh. Go ahead computer, stab me in the back. No, the front. Because you don't care. Do you.

It's like a smartpants hostile critic.



To: Crocodile who wrote (37396)9/8/1999 2:08:00 PM
From: Rambi  Read Replies (3) | Respond to of 71178
 
Croc,
And part of that pleasure comes from observing the pleasure of the "artist." At least for me- I love seeing someone enjoying what they're doing. Maybe that's separate from skill and craftsmanship although I can't imagine that someone who hated what they did would be a joy to watch.

On the 4th of July, we went to an outdoor concert and there were young people guiding the cars into rows. One boy was having the most wonderful time. He was waving his flag and dancing. He twirled and jumped and his arms pinwheeled. You couldn't help but laugh with him, and we rolled down the windows and cheered as we went by. My whole day can be affected by someone else's evident happiness.

We were in the grocery store the other day, and I got intentionally in the line of my favorite checker, the one who likes words and looks like Johnny Depp. I told Dan he was fast.
We were walking to the car after and Dan said, kinda frustrated, "penni, that wasn't fast."

It wasn't?

"You and he never stopped talking. It took forever."

Oh. Well, it had seemed fast to me. Like you said, I guess, one man's pleasure is another man's poison.