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The Naked Guy

The Naked Guy
By Katherine Luck

“Will you just write the word already? It’s not dirty, it’s just a body part. Every guy’s got one—nobody’s gonna care what you call it!”
I took the director off of speaker phone five minutes ago. People were starting to come up from the costume shop to stare into my cubicle and snicker.
“No way! I refuse to write anything about the…y’know. The unit. No girth or length or whatever. We can’t even call it ‘the unit!’ It’s probably an obscenity or something, and the theater’ll get fined.”
I’m on the phone with the director of our theatre’s upcoming production of The Naked Guy. I’m three days late placing the casting call for the lead character on the online callboard. I need to find a good-looking guy in his twenties who’s comfortable with full frontal male nudity for the entirety of ninety minutes. For the play.

Artless

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"Without art, life would be a black and white world"

— -The colorful, Arye Michael Bender

Apples of Gold

Picture ripe, golden apples, polished to a luster, placed artistically in the finest sterling bowl. Or a 24-karat gold inlay of apples on an exquisite silver platter. This word picture highlights again the beauty and value of wise words spoken at the right time. The wise teachers of Proverbs don't consider it hyperbole to aim to make one's speech a work of art.

— Page 1059 - Women of Faith Study Bible - 2001, Zondervan Corporation

Revolutionary Masters

In art, all who have done something other than their predecessors have merited the epithet of revolutionary and it is they alone who are masters.

— Paul Gauguin

Art

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Art is unthinkable without risk and spiritual self-sacrifice.

— Boris Pasternak

Art and Creativity

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Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.

— Scott Adams

The artist

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The Artist
By
Eugenia Borkowski

My life as an artist started and ended with a lack of trying. I was in second grade and was of the variety of children who discovered at a young age that ambivalence and a lack of interest, in the long run, got your more attention. My art teacher, Abigail, contacted my mother at home to inform her of my budding artistic gift.

"Abigail thinks you're the next Michelangelo",my mother said, proudly dusting a ball of clay painted yellow with the word mice misspelled in black magic marker around the base, "She thinks your work is sharp and riveting."

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