David Bowie came to me in a great big dream. I’d just finished talking with Salvador Dali, he’d been teaching me how to make a million by signing empty sheets of paper he’d left all his stuff hanging around. I said Mr. Bowie sorry ‘bout the mess He said hey brother call me Dave He threw his guitar into the air spinning spinning it shattered into a hundred stars. Look isn’t that beautiful he said I had to agree I hadn’t seen anything as beautiful since I’d seen a Sorolla burning in the middle of Madrid. We stayed a while watching the falling stars floating to the ground like butterflies wings until he caught one in his open white hand and passed it to me smiling from his eyes. Art is nothing more than this he said.
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Art is nothing more than this .....make believe and a touch of magic .
Way to go Marc
Love it. Absolutely something he’d do too