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	walking in amsterdam after smoking in a hash cafe, i came by chance to a small square park and the enormous fountain at its center. chestnut trees ringed on all sides the endless sky. i loved that fountain in its misty sunlight and sat enjoying it for most of an hour. i made many studies from memory and this was the third. i thought with envy of how john marin would have simplified and abstracted it and how lovely his washes are, but the result was more simplistic and solid than i expected.
Last revised 08.01.2005 • © 2005 Bruce MacEvoy