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Walked home from utilikilts in
intermittent drizzle, hoping to find large sums of
cash in the roadside weeds (you know that scene
from repo
man where they toss the giftwrapped boxes of
green out the window of a red camaro?), found only
instead a crystal-like chandelier bauble and
plastic Honda lug cover (which makes a great belt buckle).
Stopped by Steve's for a couple of
quesadillas and a quick lesson in the crapshoot
of life for Amanda and Eraiyna, 7-year-old
sororal twin sculptors, who each picked a fist
for a random gift, Amanda (so used to getting
her way otherwise), disappointed to get a dirty
ziploc baggy (found along the canal, empty),
while her sister picked the right and got the
scratched yet elegant teardrop bauble.
From there, hello to Josh, whose
polished bronze ashtray is
for sale in a group show of functional art. Functional art--love
it.
Darryl beat the odds, the clock, and his day job
to finish his lifesize statue of Chuck Berry for
the corporate office of a music business here in
Seattle. It's beautiful work. A balance of
roughness and precision, like Berry's playing
itself, fuzzy but the detail is there--buttons
on shirt, guitar toggle, and strings that make a
delightful sound when you strum 'em, 350 lbs of
bronze balanced on the soles of a moment
duckwalking between release and tension.
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