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The Accidental Art Safari

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True to her word, our guide arrives and we begin a private tour of the life of Robert Henri. Immediately I am chagrined to discover nearly everything I thought I knew about Henri’s early life, is dead wrong. It seems, as many of us have, I have taken my idea of his life from the novel Son of a Gambling Man [Sandoz]. It is true, his father, John J. Cozad, was a gambler and founder of the town of Cozad, Nebraska, which is where the resemblance begins and ends.

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Pond of Winter

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Beneath a sheet of ice Winter was kinder… still. I shivered. Yet the birds froze and could not swim nor fish for fish like the koi – the carp I was… I looked up and thought of other fish in frozen ponds… “I feel safer in winter” as I shivered and shivered but knowing Summer might kill me, burning drought…

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What a Load of Crap

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Many years ago, not sure how many but rather a lot anyway, houses had holes under them and a small lid over the hole.  These may well have been the first toilets and this was in a time called The Ancient World.  This was probably as most hunters know to bury their toilet waste and so when they had houses,…

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