i don't know if you know this person, but you should. maybe you've seen him? he's usually wearing two hats, his socks are mis-matched and he's covered in paint. i was going to make the case for his insanity; he sure does LOOK crazy: wandering throughout town talking to squirrels, communing with trains or riding his green bicycle...

but no, i would like to make the case for his SANITY today, because, for some reason, through all of this bullshit, he comes accross as more genuine with each passing hour. he can pull you right out of the ethers of your own worst day, remind you what it is like to be a kid again, safe in your own little world, where everything is benign, the sun is shining and the birds are singing, and all is right with the world.

Brent is the only artist I trust to envision and produce a hummingbird painting for my dining room wall. He's in so tight with those fine feathered creatures, you might as well start calling him Bird Man.