March 13, 2007

The smell of drying gesso is half as unpleasant as the turpentine my brush is currently sitting in. It seems all the smells in my house right now can be mathematically correlated to the other smells that are in competition for dominance. The fish in the sink is one tenth as strong as the week old, half-smoked cigar in my ashtray next to my typewriter, etc. . .