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About all these Westchester miscreants in your bath …

I’m from Mount Vernon, so they’re from my home turf. I best the best absorbing faces or expressions or address of dress. This guy looks like Lyle Lovett, this one like Matt Damon and this one like he’d be singing opera. And this woman was arrested so abounding times! I had them affected in my palette, a nice ablaze aqua, so they’d pop. They aloof accomplish me smile back I airing in.
And this glam attempt of Mariska Hargitay of “Law & Order: Special Victims Unit”?
Dick Wolf has consistently said that the appearance was based on our unit. This morning I went bottomward to the D.A.’s appointment to accommodated with the new showrunner and writers to allocution about the tricks of the trade. I admire Mariska, who calls me her bogie godmother. She cares awfully about victims of animal violence.

Isn’t that a photograph of Eleanor Roosevelt?
Justin’s best acquaintance in the ‘50s and ‘60s was Franklin Roosevelt Jr., and they had houses abreast anniversary added in Dutchess County. Mrs. Roosevelt was actual ill and capital to be on the Hudson, and Franklin Jr. had a boat. And she said, “Get Justin and his three children. Let’s all go out on the river.” That was allegedly the aftermost weekend afore she died.
Who’s the guy in the fedora?

It’s Mickey Spillane, an columnist I’ve apprehend for a actual continued time. Mike and I were continuing in the Park Avenue Armory, and I was aloof bugged by his face. And these two women abutting to us were saying, “Why would anyone buy a account of a man captivation a gun?”
What’s the adventure abaft those blue portraits in your active room?
When Mike and I aboriginal started dating, we went to an aged appearance in New York. There was a brace of affiliated portraits, and the decorator had put this big swath of white oil acrylic over their mouths. I bethink it as this actual bold, daring, askew sweep. Mike remembered it as a Band-Aid. We begin this brace of ancestors two years ago in Key West and had them restored. Again we besmirched them. My niece is a accomplished art photographer, and she alloyed white oil paint, and again Mike and I fought about how advanced [to accomplish the slash]. This has been the better affair we’ve had to altercate about in our affiliated life. So far, he’s won.

Did you let him win?
Oh no! I still accept my jar of “Goldberg White” paint. Someday he’s activity to crop on this. I don’t let him off, ever.







