Domenico is above and beyond honoria's hesitations. He draws up the art in fashion with a fountain pen mechanism using as his ink the passion of Picasso. His Hockneyesque bold color flirts with the arranged color of the fashion spreads as he fills up expensive sketchbooks with posed emotions. He appropriates the skinny souls of fashion models with heartless disregard for their outer beauty while his handsome bearing attracts art patrons with generous souls. His mind, bull headed like a minotaur, is my partner and one of my other selves. Domenico and I charge into art marketeering with dripping pens and hot pressed rag papers.