A message from a Santa Fe gallery this a.m. has me thinking about Jacob Koopee and Marti Struever. The parallel forms of these three images stored on my handheld device barely merit a discrete post. No disrespect for Jabob. I didn’t know him but I’m pretty sure my parents had met him. The ominous faceless maiden pot is from a private collection circa 2011 and likely also from Marti’s special suite sale during market that year, and her catalog.

I consider corned beef a sacred food

Coukd the message “F-20” be from anther world?

I stand by this

edit to add:

the logo of the cutlery company I noticed post publishing makes me return to the gallery and publish the signature on the bottom of Jakob’s pot:

It’s kokopeli reference  it says 2008  ten years goes fast  this is the sixteen hundred and first post as plastic alto and yes you are hearing bubbling after a still.

now I wonder about the rest of the message  sojus kroiji moas???