A present for Kendra. I was walking on the Strip and saw this dead baby bird chick on the sidewalk. I decided to save it, scooping it into a plastic bag I had on me, and I brought it to the Glove Factory, where I later gave it to grad painter Kendra Kennedy. This might seem like an odd thing to do, but at the time she was working with a lot of similiar images, and I figured she might make use of the reference. I don't remember if she actually made use of it or not, but my recollection is that she was not upset at my present.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
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