I never asked but I heard you cast your lot along with the poor. But then I overheard your prayer, that you be this and nothing more than just some grateful faithful woman's favourite singing millionaire, the patron Saint of envy and the grocer of despair, working for the Yankee Dollar.

Tuesday, May 03, 2005

for the dragon

one my last amsterdam acts was to go to an egon shiele show at the van gogh museum. i did this mainly out of a sense of duty to the painter that was all over my freshman room and a favorite of john's. in a way this was my tribute to that tiny room that hosted our weirdest (?) and most depressing year at brown. anyway, as i was wandering the museum rooms, i noticed a sort of large shelf high on one of the walls. on the shelf there were a number of inflated naked dolls, some in stocking and some naked. "how very dutch", i thought. and then one of the dolls started to move and play with the other dolls. yes, there was a woman in her panties, naked from the waste up, up there on the shelf, rearranging dolls and looking expressionless. no wonder then that when i took this picture (look familiar john?):

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i was told that no pictures were allowed. anyway, such a site would probably cause a minor scandal in greece, but can you imagine what it would in the us? true to form however, the dutch and assorted tourists tried to look as expressionless as they passed the naked lady on the wall.

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