That actually says it all. And nice, right, bye.
No, of course not, what are you thinking about? I won’t leave you hanging! There is far too much to tell. So listen to what happened this time:
Fabrizio gave almost as many hugs as he did. He also believes that anyone can dance.
And he asks questions and then sees what answers come.
The good old…
“Hahahaha,” I write back. He really looks like that strange, partying human animal in the photo, who always eats something right before dinner, with the same face…
What does this face actually say? It’s lustful and provocative, almost brutal, perhaps with a hint of guilt, the forbidden is always the most attractive, it’s a kind of Eva face he’s looking out of, but refreshingly, it’s a man who is the big one. Original sin commits crimes. But in the end, it’s probably not about the food, it’s about the sex. As usual. It actually looks… well, if you look at it for a while, it’s an impeccable bedroom look, a luxury bedroom look, so to speak, I’ve never looked at a bedroom like that before. Lord God. Does this even turn me on a little?
OK enough. I need to know who painted this disturbingly beautiful painting. Google says: Avery Palmer. And Avery Palmer says of his art:
AVERY, THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT I’M TRYING TO DO!
***Soulmate feelings***
Email to: [email protected]:
“Hello dear friend,
Have you ever seen an episode of the ‹Bachelor›,
in particular the Swiss ‘Bachelor’ Fabrizio Behrens perhaps?”
Avery Palmer writes back to me like this, I will immediately translate it for you, pure euphoria:
He, Avery, couldn’t believe that I – over nine million miles away from him as the crow flies (he lives in Arcata, California) and a member of this truly spectacular Swiss nation – was the inspiration for his photo – it’s called “Nutrition” – would can be read so precisely. He was stunned, to say the least.
Mainly, as he subsequently explained, due to the fact that he chose not to make any obvious references to Switzerland in his painting. So at the very last moment he uninhibitedly crushed the telltale vermicelle worms with his brush, transforming them into a rather indefinable vanilla mass. All that remained on his screen dessert was the cherry, this slimy red fruit, which in the cultural history of vermicelles – which he had previously read thoroughly – had a purely ornamental character throughout the centuries of its extremely moving history, i.e. the cherry served solely to seduce the eye and was never intended to be eaten.
You can imagine how excited Avery’s answer made me. He managed to steer my subconscious in the right direction with his slimy cherry! In the direction of Fabrizio Behrens!
Of course, I also saw Avery’s concern for our Earth, which is unmistakably reflected in his dead trees, in that bleak, smog-filled wasteland where his hybrid creature stands and feeds on a machine-made dessert, knowing full well that it is not good for him, but there is nothing else left, mother nature has nothing left to give.
Avery writes:
“I actually no longer believe in reconciliation between man and nature. In this ‘Bachelor’ episode I saw how the women have distanced themselves from nature, of which they were once the inhabitants, experts and protectors.
Now they all scream when they see a lizard. A small spider causes mass panic. And they say things like:
Where has the respect gone, the harmony, the knowledge? They think caravans are the natural habitat of reptiles!
What, dear community, should I say to the desperate Avery?
That the “Bachelor” universe has its own reference system, that it is not necessarily exemplary for Swiss women, for European women? That the genus Bachelor also belongs to a species whose statements cannot be statistically proven in all cases?
That there are certainly women in our country and beyond who do not get into a screaming fit and nervously wave their hands when they see an insect, and also do not think that the man should be ‘as simple as his old man’. man,” and maybe even if they are completely crazy, invite the guy over for dinner?
That the ‘Bachelor’ ladies not only saw their fingernails grow during this long period of turning away from nature, but also acquired amazing qualities, such as tailoring dresses from a simple bed sheet (along with these terrible fingernails)?
Admittedly, the dress was so brutal that Ardita would have easily survived the apocalypse. As long as it is free of bugs. In the end, Fabrizio thought Rosa’s Brazilian dress was the most impressive, simply because she brought something home for him.
And who knows, dear Avery, love may be the true and most original home of women. Both in life and on 3plus. She is the root with which we humans are still connected to the earth, even in places where the ground has become brittle and soaked in blood. If we find the way to her again, reconciliation will not be far away!
That must mean something, dear Avery!
Or?
No answer.
Avery?!?
Still no answer.
AVERYYYY!!!
Silence.
Serious silence.
Then, after what felt like an eternity, Avery’s truth email arrived:
“I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT.
WHO IS FABRIZIO?!?!»
Reality is sometimes just ‘nonsense’.
PS:
Bea is away because her mother got sick. Nuria (the one with the Cruella de Vil hair) is out because she met another guy and Seraina is out because the bachelor just wasn’t into her that much.
More about this year’s bachelor’s degree:
Source: Watson
I am Ross William, a passionate and experienced news writer with more than four years of experience in the writing industry. I have been working as an author for 24 Instant News Reporters covering the Trending section. With a keen eye for detail, I am able to find stories that capture people’s interest and help them stay informed.
