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I mentioned, in the last missive, the pleasure of watching Arnold World, he of the exquisite paper flowers, do his art in the middle of Powell's Coffee Room.
It's truly a treat. Submerged in his jam, he moves with he music and the world (or perhaps the world moves with him) and paper flies back and forth across his presence, almost as though they were blithe spirits of their own, being not so much made as negotiated to his inimitable, eventually irresistible will.
It's a public performance that's impossible not to watch.
And if you introduce yourself to him while he's working, he just might give you a blossom.
He also has a website: It's WorldPaperFlowers.com.
It's truly a treat. Submerged in his jam, he moves with he music and the world (or perhaps the world moves with him) and paper flies back and forth across his presence, almost as though they were blithe spirits of their own, being not so much made as negotiated to his inimitable, eventually irresistible will.
It's a public performance that's impossible not to watch.
And if you introduce yourself to him while he's working, he just might give you a blossom.
He also has a website: It's WorldPaperFlowers.com.
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