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Wet Feet
watercolour and coloured pencil
11.xx.1998
Angela and I went on a weekend trip to Cape Cod right in the middle of the winter. In the relatively calm surf was a chunk of driftwood, which I decided to stand on. As soon as I did, a wave came without warning and soaked my legs, boots, and feet. I drove back to Boston like this.
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