1. Shawn Kuruneru has always been one of my favourite artists. (He doesn’t have a website, because he doesn’t like to promote himself, or something. But you can google him.) I went to high school with him, and I’d go over to his house and he’d show me his art, and then we’d make out. He came and had a gallery show in Windsor and stayed at my house. He got drunk, naked and climbed a tree. Then he fell into the bushes at the front of my house. He also told me once that he didn’t understand why artists don’t, just be artists, why they think they have to do something else, and seem unwilling to just live their art. He’s basically the reason why I said fuck it, to everything I was being told I should do and be, and concentrated on taking pictures, and writing, because that’s what I want to do. He lives in Brooklyn, NY now. I haven’t seen him for awhile. Last time I saw him we listened to Loretta Lynn in his mom’s basement and sat too close together on the couch watching John Waters’ films. But my point is, he’s still one of my favourite artists. And I miss him. Shawn Kuruneru has always been one of my favourite artists. (He doesn’t have a website, because he doesn’t like to promote himself, or something. But you can google him.) I went to high school with him, and I’d go over to his house and he’d show me his art, and then we’d make out. He came and had a gallery show in Windsor and stayed at my house. He got drunk, naked and climbed a tree. Then he fell into the bushes at the front of my house. He also told me once that he didn’t understand why artists don’t, just be artists, why they think they have to do something else, and seem unwilling to just live their art. He’s basically the reason why I said fuck it, to everything I was being told I should do and be, and concentrated on taking pictures, and writing, because that’s what I want to do. He lives in Brooklyn, NY now. I haven’t seen him for awhile. Last time I saw him we listened to Loretta Lynn in his mom’s basement and sat too close together on the couch watching John Waters’ films. But my point is, he’s still one of my favourite artists. And I miss him.

    Shawn Kuruneru has always been one of my favourite artists. (He doesn’t have a website, because he doesn’t like to promote himself, or something. But you can google him.)

    I went to high school with him, and I’d go over to his house and he’d show me his art, and then we’d make out. He came and had a gallery show in Windsor and stayed at my house. He got drunk, naked and climbed a tree. Then he fell into the bushes at the front of my house.

    He also told me once that he didn’t understand why artists don’t, just be artists, why they think they have to do something else, and seem unwilling to just live their art. He’s basically the reason why I said fuck it, to everything I was being told I should do and be, and concentrated on taking pictures, and writing, because that’s what I want to do.

    He lives in Brooklyn, NY now. I haven’t seen him for awhile. Last time I saw him we listened to Loretta Lynn in his mom’s basement and sat too close together on the couch watching John Waters’ films.

    But my point is, he’s still one of my favourite artists.

    And I miss him.

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