Horn me
I want a tenor horn again. A beat up cheap one with a good sound.
I recommend the national portrait competition exhibition on at Shed 11 on Customhouse Quay. I recommend going with seven Japanese girls. The best painting I saw is called ‘Bob’. I don’t recall the painter. Bob is I’d say fifty-five, sitting in front of one of those long low freezers, I guess out in his garage. I can’t tell if he’s Maori or an outdoors Pakeha like dad. If it’s true, as I’ve heard, that you have the face you deserve by the time you’re fifty, he is a good man.
I’m going to this David Suzuki doco tonight at 7pm at the film archive. Come along if you want.
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