I bought this inking a little while back from Michael Linders' exhibition at Wolves. It went for framing and I finally picked it up today. When I first saw it, it instantly reminded me of some of the old homeless people I used to run into while wandering around San Francisco when I lived there. Most were complete nuts, albeit interesting nuts. But there were a few here and there who had amazing stories to tell. Who actually chose to be homeless, to be "free" and "out of reach from the goverment." They knew everything there was to know about the 60's, it's music, it's politics and for a beer and a burger, they'd share their memories with me. Only in San Francsico... Pls don't try it here in Joburg.
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