Welcome To My World
On art with a capital “A”
2 min readJan 7, 2021
Gael is in the middle of making beer, shoveling wet, steamy hops from a steel keg to a plastic bucket.
“This will go to my friend’s chickens,” he says.
“Will they get drunk?” I ask.
All four of us chuckle.
Santi and Pablo begin to act it out. Pok-pok-bleeargh-pok-hiccup! Cock-a-doodle-twerk! Haha! They dance, a silly chicken dance, like the one we all did when we were kids, and everyone laughs, until Gael gets a buzz on his phone — which none of us…
