It’s the first of December. You’re walking down a hallway, only to find a revolver at the back of your neck, soon after, pulled. A torrent of fingers being pointed and heads being rolled. With a few political pieces, this was the tipping point of a revolution. In reality, what was it?

Raphael paints slowly and meticulously. Leonardo’s approach is fluid and messy. A technique, sketching quickly, passed along. Beyond a style, a perspective, changed.

All is fair in war. Including, listening to your conscious. Including, considering the next move. Including concern about the consequences of an American monopoly on atomic weapons.

For you health, what did you do? Drink a glass of water. Carried a bag. Didn’t multitask.

The music it was so loud I couldn’t hear anything else. The music was so loud I could hear exactly what I needed to hear. I stopped listening to the music.