Nyet.....
Nyet.....
Submitted some work for a show that some people I know are curating . The exhibit is of urban imagery, and was to be taken to St. Petersburg Russia.....I got turned down because it would cost too much to crate and ship my work...........
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yeah, you're a heavy dude
lots of message per square centimetre
remember me to one who lived there
she once was a true love of mine
St. Petersburg is a nice place to ship art to
but i wouldn't wanna carry your work over the ice.
perhaps you could consider a lightweight version
or 3 D microfilm
psychic art - you could transmit your images by thought
foolin around with reality
so sorry to hear they turned you down cause of weight
isn't there a discrimination law being broken?
lots of message per square centimetre
remember me to one who lived there
she once was a true love of mine
St. Petersburg is a nice place to ship art to
but i wouldn't wanna carry your work over the ice.
perhaps you could consider a lightweight version
or 3 D microfilm
psychic art - you could transmit your images by thought
foolin around with reality
so sorry to hear they turned you down cause of weight
isn't there a discrimination law being broken?
In the Nam we were limited by weight, too.
We flew these palletz of big bulletz for the artillery.
They were denze. We could only carry about a dozen of them on our cargo planez.
One day I turned down a load from Rach Gia to the prison island Con Son becaues the load was beyond our weight limits.
We kudda did it, but not while I waz in command.
One time I flew as co=pilot from Saigon to Bangkok way overloaded with Thai generalz and their Saigon souveneirz. We rolled a long way before finally lifting off. And the climb out was slow and shallow. But we got airborne and flew the southern route and waiting for us on the tarmac at Bangkok was a contingent of the Thai army with band and flags.
We flew these palletz of big bulletz for the artillery.
They were denze. We could only carry about a dozen of them on our cargo planez.
One day I turned down a load from Rach Gia to the prison island Con Son becaues the load was beyond our weight limits.
We kudda did it, but not while I waz in command.
One time I flew as co=pilot from Saigon to Bangkok way overloaded with Thai generalz and their Saigon souveneirz. We rolled a long way before finally lifting off. And the climb out was slow and shallow. But we got airborne and flew the southern route and waiting for us on the tarmac at Bangkok was a contingent of the Thai army with band and flags.
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