The clues maybe visible, but the answers are often wrong. I once had a friend who was funny and smart and kind. He made the effort to make a smile and give support. He seemed to have boundless energy and ideas. “My heid’s buzzin’,” he’d joke. He never refused to give of his time or … Continue reading "Walking Wounded: The Strange and Disturbing Artwork of Alex Eckman-Lawn"
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