Found a beautiful British made target out front of my local pool hall. I grabbed it and dragged it to Frost street along with about 65 precent of 1000 bills drawings. So I hung all day while Alex's fusion jazz band rehearsed. They were amazing and pushed me along and then Javier came by with beer and cigs and we talked about eno and the war(s) and made a drawing with a tiny remote control car I've had since many nephew visits ago. Did my Homage to Robert Rauchenberg... drive a tire through ink and print the tread... coming home a crew was dancing in the subway and I added the talking head animation to play me, or bowie, or whoever the narrator is: GOD?

Music is Bowie again

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