“All My Things /black/”by Helga Steppan.
August 27, 2009 / Art
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“ There’s this brother on Death Row somewheres. He checked in when he was 16. He sat there another 16 years while all the courts and lawyers argued about this and that. And while he waited, he painted a mural on his wall. For all those years, he painted, not letting a soul see what he was up to. Finally, when he was 32 and had spent more life on Death Row than in his mama’s house, all his appeals were exhausted. He was about to die. As he was about to be led out for the final time, he finally unveiled his masterpiece. All there was was six words. “Death is certain. Life is not.” The next day the hacks painted over it. Peace out. ”
– Augustus Hill
Oz — 1997
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August 16, 2009 / Inspiration / Television