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THE TWO APPROACHES 


EXTERNAL IDEAS
I like to listen to conversations and acquire figures of speech which when removed from context, altered,  and enhanced with imagery can generate a giggle. An example would be, "There's a hair in my soup." Now this is generally a statement of disgust with the kitchen, the cook or the waitstaff. When I heard the above complaint in a restaurant I quickly pictured a giant jackrabbit standing at attention in a bowl of broth. Another example would be that of my son's query about the location of the toiletry section of the department store where we shopped one evening when he was home from college. My immediate response was that toilets don't usually hang from trees, but perhaps for the sake of a humorous etching I could arrange it. I could go on but won't. You get the idea.

INTERNAL IDEAS
Although I have never taken hallucinogenic drugs I have extremely vivid, colorful, and bizarre dreams. Perhaps it has something to do with my diet or the fact that I landed on my head a number of times when I first learned to ice skate. Whatever, I've found etching subject matter in several dreams. Examples of this include, "Slave to Fashion," and the painting, "What They Are Really Doing Down There." For the former I dreamt about a fashionista hangout called Lizzi's Luxury Lids where only the most up to date women acquire their chapeaux.  The special this particular week is the, "Fruit Bat on a String" above the luxury lid. Anyone sporting one of these will be shaded, cool, and most definitely alert to the fact that there is a flying rodent within biting range. I awoke laughing after dreaming about the subjects for my painting involving a group of anthropomorphized manatees reminiscent of the card playing dogs of Cassius Marcellus Coolidge. We lived in Tarpon Springs at the time and would watch manatees feed in the bayous in the winter. One only sees the manatees when they surface to breathe or flick their tails. I always wondered what they did underwater for protracted periods of time. This dream answered the question, and I felt obliged to share the answer with the rest of the world.

THERE ARE STILL NO FOOTPRINTS OR RAISINS, BETTER CHECK FOR FLUORESCENCE