Do you think there are donkeys on other planets?
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“Bonny and Ditto share some quality time” (IV)
Today we’ll focus on color, said Bonny, and explore its variety, its juxtaposition, and its infinite potential for expression…
Excellent! said Bonny.
“Blurtso roasts a marshmallow”
How do I know when it’s done?
“Blurtso walks to Walden”
Mmmmm, the cooling air makes the grass smell sweet, and the sounds seem more distinct… a raven, an owl, the echo of an axe… and the quickening pulse of the crickets.
“Bonny and Pablo talk of the future”
Maybe we should make plans for the future, said Pablo. The future? said Bonny. Yes, said Pablo, what are we going to do? We’ll be together, said Bonny. Yes, said Pablo, but what we will we do? We’ll walk around, said Bonny. And then? said Pablo. Then we’ll eat and drink, said Bonny. And then? said Pablo. Then we’ll sleep, said Bonny. And then? said Pablo. Then we’ll walk around, said Bonny. And then? said Pablo. Then we’ll eat and drink, said Bonny. And then? said Pablo. Then we’ll sleep, said Bonny. And the next day? said Pablo. Yes, said Bonny, and the next day. Wow, said Pablo, that sounds wonderful! Yes, said Bonny, it truly does.
“Bonny and Pablo hit the hay” (I)
It must be midnight, said Pablo. I can hear the last train to Boston. Imagine all the people, staring out the windows, seeing their reflections in the glass… and the darkness beyond. I wonder what they’re thinking? I don’t know, said Bonny. Is there any more popcorn?
“Bonny and Ditto share some quality time” (III)
When painting a “nature” canvas, said Bonny, the artist must become one with the subject and reveal its innermost secrets…
Excellent! said Bonny.
“Blurtso reflects on his reflection”
Isn’t that an odd shape, thought Blurtso, staring at his reflection in the water. That nose, so round and ponderous, like a boxing glove, and that smug little smile, and those attentive, pin-point eyes. What a strange thing it is, that shape, my shape, staring at my shape, that shape. Boxing-glove nose, big and white, grey body, dark-grey hoofs, perked-up ears above attentive eyes. Tuft of hair atop his head. Atop my head. My head housing pin-point eyes looking at his head. Housing looking housing looking. Blurtso one and Blurtso two. Blurtso one and Blurtso too. Double Blurtso smiling smugly, me to me. What does he see when he looks into me? What does he think when he thinks of me? Does he think who on earth could he be? And what’s the heart of this mystery?
“Bonny and Ditto share some quality time” (II)
See, said Bonny, how the grass bends in the wind?
“Bonny and Ditto share some quality time” (I)
Yes, said Bonny, there are many flies today… Now, the first step in painting a beautiful canvas is to choose an inspirational subject—a subject that expresses the humility and grandeur of nature…
Excellent! said Bonny.