Spending time getting intimate with the rotting miniature lobster. Sat him on the picnic table in front of me and kept turning for new views to witness each skeletal spacing. Flies were attracted to the rotting crustacean and I watched them enter and leave the interior flesh. Laura invited me to draw indoors with her class, but I said my still life was foul and not to subject her pupils to my idiosynchronisities. Doubt they would have objected, but still...
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