I met this man in Niagara Falls, couldn’t ignore his house. He said that people from the nearby Niagara community college would come and paint it. Everything was put in a place.

When I approached him, he said it was a record store and that is what put him on the map. Not sure what or when map, but I couldn’t just drive by, so definitely it was on a map of my consciousness! I asked to see the records, but I don’t think there where any.

He invited me to Chinese food and said I could sleep in my car in his driveway.

He told me about different pictures and people painting them.

I want to paint one, he yelled for me not to tell him what it was, hence I will not here. But a clue, it falls over Niagara falls in my twisty story. So much more now, Niagara falls so desolate and love canaled out, so many windows borded up and slow feeling. I met a woman later in Olcot who had gotten so so sick as the proprieter of a gallery on the canal, 5 years later she is recovering.

Back to Niagara Falls,

A woman called him up at 1 am and said, I just saw the Lion King in Toronto, and I neeeed to paint it, can I come over, she ordered the Pizza and was there by 2 am.

I asked for his phone # so I could do the same, but he didn’t have a phone anymore, He asked what my favorite bands were, when I offered to play him our CD, he didn’t have a cd player. we sat in my car, but he couldn’t go to dinner just yet as the store didn’t close til 6.

So I went on my way, he was hurt that I cancelled dinner (it was 4 or 5 pm) and didn’t look at me after that

–Carrie