And after I shook the dust off... There wasn't a way to save the dust. I would like to see him use thick oil paints by hand... Haha..
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I'm amazed at how similar these two are. DavyBob said, "Newspaper looks like that. From the past. Sam, Taylor, Abraham".
I often don't understand what Davy means. This is one of those times.
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Davy made this one on my iPad.
DavyBob and I took the garbage out to the street tonight. I tried to give him advice on how to take the huge rolling trash container down the stairs. It really upset him. He froze up, like he does if you mess up his flow. I apologized and tried to help him. Finally announcing loudly that Davy was like an olympian he finally brought the trash down the stairs and we took them out to the curb. He was hurrying back to the house. I caught up with him, which probably annoyed him. He stopped at a bush of reeds. DavyBob really likes the dried out reeds and twigs. He holds them sometimes. So he stops at the bush and just stands there staring into the mess of leaves and dried stalks. I annoyed him some more I'm sure, by trying to cheer him up. Finally, I looked at what he was looking at, and I noticed that the complexity and randomness of the long leaves of the bush reminded me of his art. So I told him his art reminded me of the messiness of the bush and he agreed and he cheered up a bit.
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