In my day, it was our native foes who painted themselves and ran around naked. The effect was quite unnerving until we subjucated and Christianized them. From these photographs, it seems quite fun and harmless. Perhaps we misunderstood, or they knew something we didn't.
My studio is still haunted by the sounds and stripes of little artists who came and went too quickly. THank you for driving the whole family to Maine to visit the old family home stead on Mere Point Road. What a lovable bunch of scalliwags.
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In my day, it was our native foes who painted themselves and ran around naked. The effect was quite unnerving until we subjucated and Christianized them.
From these photographs, it seems quite fun and harmless. Perhaps we misunderstood, or they knew something we didn't.
Yrs Trly,
WB
My studio is still haunted by the sounds and stripes of little artists who came and went too quickly. THank you for driving the whole family to Maine to visit the old family home stead on Mere Point Road. What a lovable bunch of scalliwags.
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