Howard Finster
(for HBA)
In the spring of 1990 I had sudden numbness in my right leg following a chiropractor's appointment, and because I had a show of my paintings in New York before my doctor's appointment, and because an initial doctor had said it was a bruised spinal cord that would be helped by exercise I flew there although in the photos I look unwell.

I came back, was diagnosed with m.s., and thrown out of house/marriage/bank account. I had great friends who all seemed to be traveling and so I house-sat for six months (good thing as I was broke). I house-sat for Chris while he traveled to see various whacky destinations foremost of which (and the reason for the trip I think) was to see Howard Finster's place.

Chris came back with all kinds of fabulous Finsters and he had bought me this one as a kewl present. The handbag is not original - I should've taken it off before taking pix.

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