Category: Groom’s art
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That Gentle Rustle You Hear? It’s the Sound of Monet Rolling Over in His Grave
“I love this place,” breathed Paco, looking around in wonder. “There are zombies and aliens everywhere.” Of course there were. We were at the end-of-semester community college art show. Speeding up to a trot, Paco cruised down the concourse, calling, “Hurry up! Here’s a Super Mario made out of mosaics! Come ON. You won’t…