A long 8 hour trip from Chicago to the Twist Gallery in Nashville was occasionally made interesting by many photo opps along the way.
First highlight was the girl who broke my heart. She called herself Wendy (she just looks young), but when she found empty McDonald's wrappers in my backseat she took her balloons and left.
In reality, when I got about 20 miles down the road I slapped my forehead as a vision of her to posing as Christina in the Andrew Wyeth painting, "Christina's World" with the Wendy's building taking the role of the painted house atop the hill sprung to mind! A missed opportunity of genius! I need my inspirations to speed it up!
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