



Sometimes the subjects are recognizable. Others admit room for conjecture. The bright lights of the past burn ever dimmer through the scratched and dented telescope of memory. Who are these enigmatic men in boats, who smile and paddle? The last image isn't overtly warlike but I think these Tahitians, these Iron Chefs, are out for blood sport.
Labels: SM drawings 1960-62
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