the view the wall unzipped the passing scene I watched the whole game with the detachment of a window. the talkers, the lookers, the hard-guys, the unglued, the knowing, the unwilling, the perplexed, the passionate, the dropped, the kicked. The characters play-acting all those details. The outside world spreading like darkness. I was just about to break the silence, to say something... When one star looked inside. I shifted my position and winked back.
oil, collage on photo, 28" x 20"back
JAMES W JOHNSON