I’m excited to have three paintings included in the “Paint Your Pain” art exhibit presented by the Healing Arts program of Atlantic Health System. The exhibit will be at the Bouras Art Gallery at Overlook Medical Center in Summit, NJ.
This will be the first time any of my work will be exhibited in public. More information on my art can be found at http://www.doodlesam.com.
If you’re in the Summit, NJ area on Tuesday evening, October 2, drop by and say hello!
I was approached by a rather awkward young fellow on Walnut Street in Philadelphia this afternoon. I saw him cross from the other side of the street. I noticed that he noticed me and then lingered at the corner.
He had a small notebook and looked about 30. I assumed he was about to harangue me with climate change propaganda or ask me to fill out a survey about my understanding of gender issues.
“Excuse me, sir,” He timidly said.
“Hey, what’s up?” I said in a friendly yet subdued tone to match his timidity.
“I’m sorry, sir. I gave the finger to that pickup truck because, well, because he made fun of me and said something ugly to me.”
I gazed intently down Walnut Street, not seeing a pickup truck but stalling to allow my brain to adjust to the reason why this man approached me, as opposed to what I assumed initially.
This fellow was noticeably bothered by what he just experienced. He needed a little support. He was like a stray puppy that just got kicked in the hind quarters. Plus, the eczema on his neck was an indication that he probably carried enough stress every day. So I did the only sensible thing.
I raised my middle finger after the pickup, as best I could with a Bruegger’s bagel in my right hand and a coffee and my left, and proclaimed, “Fuck that guy!”
The puppy stammered, “Uh. Yeah! YEAH! FUCK THAT GUY!”
“You have a good day!” I said as I left him on smiling on Walnut.
