Jimi Hendrix — Hear My Train A Comin’
Ted Thompson, Steel Reserve in the Bag
New short, shorts
Math by Sebastian Ferguson
John Sloan, Sunset, West Twenty-Third Street, 1906.
Socializing is as exhausting as giving blood. People assume we loners are misanthropes, just sitting thinking, ‘Oh, people are such a bunch of assholes,’ but it’s really not like that. We just have a smaller tolerance for what it takes to be with others. It means having to perform. I get so tired of communicating.
Pierre Soulages, Peinture, 1959
Oil on Canvas (195 x 130cm)