This is the tangible manifestation of a single brain fart. The tangled, orgasmic, blasphemous image ocean my little brain treads water in 24 hours a day. Within this crumpled, chaotic pandemonium exists the daily struggle to select thoughts and focus on specifics. This is not my brain on drugs...
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Don't Tread on Me!
This is the tangible manifestation of a single brain fart. The tangled, orgasmic, blasphemous image ocean my little brain treads water in 24 hours a day. Within this crumpled, chaotic pandemonium exists the daily struggle to select thoughts and focus on specifics. This is not my brain on drugs...
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...and in 2009 Mr. Goldbeck entered what we call the "Abstract Phase" of his art career. After being locked in his 10th floor studio, in downtown LA, for too many years in a row (all while drinking vast amounts of coffee), Mr. Goldbeck's work changed forever.
very fresh...........
i believe bounderies have broken.......
and its very welcoming......
more........more.........experimentation!
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