Sunday, June 8, 2008


figure drawing from my sketchbook, text is a passage from m. bulgakov's master and maragarita. i am in sunny (wind, green grass, dandelions) ohio, on my newly grandfather-fixed bicycle, with my summer music (listen!). it feels like an optimistic soviet film from the 1960s, the kind that can make anyone want to live in the ussr.

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