"What do I see?"
I see two young boys bounded in a deep friendship in elementary school for several years/grades with a common fondness for science. I see them under their desks quietly talking and smiling during Air-Raid drills and warnings about those Sputnik crazed Russians looking to drop atomic bombs on us. But we were surely safe under those desks.
I see flight across the ocean called Time. I see them, those two boys as old men..... re-connecting during Covid. One giving the other the secret Code that neither even recalled. Nor knew its value. A Code that one left the other when his young talented life was desperately crashing without time to say good-bye.
To a long hidden secret Creative Core.
I see that rare fleeting purity that exists in the magic before the ravages of puberty or saving one's life sets in. One became a musician/composer the other an artist/publisher. I see life and creativity before "Rhythmism!
I see the next two months of my extended Flex Residency at the Hyde Park Art Center about to take flight too.
I see....." perspective, design and Jet-Planes!"
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