Mike. "Doesn't work for me anymore. I'm too old now. I get to wonder about tomorrow, will it ever come?"
Ken. Why do you say that?
Mike. "Inconsistency of living. Do you ever think of that? Inconsistency? I came here thirty years ago. My brother told me l'm lucky to have a place like this or something like that. Thiry years. I've got little or nothing to show for it. I just dig out some damned old junk from the refrigerator, whatever the hell l can find to eat. And then l go to bed. Eat and sleep. Sleep is my narcotic. To forget the past. Forget the future"

I met Mike Labrie in the nineties, spent a few years in his company before he died. He was a wonderful man, a brilliant man. These paintings were all done mid nineties.
If you want to read a bit about Mike please click on the image below;


Shaping Stones, blog

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