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???