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Panabananarama.

Well fuck. This whole blog thing is kinda falling apart. Give it another go maybe? I feel like I used to be REALLY good at this just a short time ago. Anyways, here's a sexy panoramic picture of the Bulls at the United Center seconds before beating the Raptors in OT with a split-second buzzer-beater a week ago. I forgot I had these on my phone (we partied hard after)..spliced about 9 of these things together for this, but my chili is burning! See ya in 4 months! -Bendorama

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Songs in D-Major

Whoa, it sure has been a while. But for good reason, of course. New paintings, designs, and photographs are up in the portfolio section. I'm currently working on setting up a shop to get all 3 of you out there who want to buy prints a little something to hang up this winter, please be patient! But enough excuses, what I really wanted to do is post a formal note about a recent trip I took to the homeland (Detroit, MI) this past fall. The decay, and miraculous artistic uprising in recent years, is absolutely captivating. Needless to say; it was emotional, inspiring, and at the very least...humbling. —Bendey  

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The Bones Stay, The Warmth is Mine.

This will be a painting sooner than you may think. This is currently a pencil drawing, outlined with ink pen, and some added support from the classic red crayon. All though it's very crude at this point, you'll see a very refined (yet terrifyingly raw) version of such artwork come to life...(and/or death). I'm going to pass on a poem that I wrote a long time ago, but resonates the state of mind I was in when this was done. Death. A Breath. His Chest. Let Him Be. The Bones Stay. Muscles Rubber. Squeeze. The Warmth Is Mine. Speech Interrupted. Life Stopped. Cold. Close The Door. Seal...

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Congratulations, This Painting is About You

It's no secret; this is about a girl, a relationship, and subsequently what happened to it. The title of this piece is "A–Ztory", because that's really all it is. It's not a love poem or a desperate attempt to fight for attention. It's just a story. And the ending is terrible. ☛ Bendey

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The Virginity Fit

Ahh...that new blog smell...mmm! It's like walking into your house after a long vacation; but suddenly being reminded of how much you stink up any place you're in. I have spent months brainstorming, formulating, coding, and building this new website with hopes to streamline my presence on this thing called the "intranet" for my own sake, as well as yours. Although I suck at the previously mentioned process—and have no problem admitting so—I have to say it's with great honor, that I push Bendey.com off on it's maiden voyage with a post that you're probably too busy to read. If you've...

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