Otto’s Pizza Parlor

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This ambivalent photo was taken as we were leaving Otto’s Pizza joint in Brookline. It’s a quick snapshot of a chatty lady in the booth next to us. The juxtaposition of her with the artwork on the wall in back of the booth makes no sense but that’s what was indeed there. She wasn’t  in pain, she wasn’t singing, she momentarily shut her eyes while talking. It’s a strange picture that’s for sure but I like the result.

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JohnAmes

Bowtie Wearer With Bad Knees I spent my early years in Massachusetts in a little town called Easton. I went to Harvard, served in the Navy as Operations Officer on and LST, founded a construction company and served in the state Legislature as Assistant Minority Leader. However my life really began when I moved to Maine and opened an art gallery. I've been around the fine arts in the commercial art business for over 25 years now and loved (almost) every minute of it. I look at every day is a gift, except when it's very cold outside or I have to go to the dentist.

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