My lil friendo, my pal-io, my virtual studio partner Monát has been in the swamp lately, so I haven't had anyone to scream about scary stories with. Now and then I send her a little mail. Hopefully she is better soon. I missed having my friendo around so that also put me in the swamp. Just a little. My solution in these times is to call John Dure Morgan. "You can call me anytime!" he said once. Big mistake, John. Just kidding. John had me make him a Sad Night Crime postcard last year and he took it and turned it into a collage. He said, "Hey, send me another postcard and I'll make a collage with it, like the last one." So I put down a little watercolor wash and then kind of thought about things for a couple days and finally made some slime. When in doubt... I'm not sure how John will feel about this one. That's okay. I am having a good time.
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