Yesterday I got some toys for the art show. I have this thing for buying decorative toys for my shows. I've had this affliction since 2002. (I'm keeping it.) For me, part of being an artist is I got a reason for buying strange garbage every so often. It twinkles for me. It will have a purpose. It is a going with the hunches and throwing the door to crackpot wide open. If I am not for myself, who will be for me? If I am only for myself, what good am I? And if not now, when? --Rabbi Hillel ... read more
