it is so very different. and yet also eerily similar.
especially the way the story presses against your brain.
all of the voices within it, like a choir with an orchestra, but you don’t quite have the music.
so it’s just voices and that weirdly lovely chaos of noise when the orchestra is warming up.
the thing about presidential portraits is that they usually aren’t all that exciting. partly [SWEEPING GENERALIZATION] possibly perhaps because there haven’t really been presidents who were particularly interested in art or in portraiture as an art form.
be real: do you remember bill clinton’s presidential portrait? Continue reading
i’ve written about this before. AT LENGTH. so i’mma keep it short here. try to anyway.
but i was doing my annual pre-birthday perusal of kennedy things on etsy…
nothing new to see, ya’ll. the gang’s all here.
an alarming life 
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