Back in Austin with a new set of eyes. This was the waning heyday of counterculture in the center of our capitol city. You could still find street parking and houses cost 30 to 65K. Terrorism was a distant theory. The Clintons ruled while "W" was running for president.
I am sitting on the steps of the capitol, stoned, with the full weight of the law looking over my shoulder as I paint. That is a confederate statue in the center. In a short course of time, I will paint most of the buildings receding in the distance. Oh man, you should have been there 17 years ago. We talked to each other face to face. The world was still analog.