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I have heard that John Powers still wishes me to come to his culture camp for the next "sunrise semester". Well, I think about it only then D.C. Judd already feels badly about my anticipated absence from Aspen (Sonja's report) Well, what the hell, he may just have to learn to play poker with Stanley Landsman or to console Carl Andre when he fails to "make it" with the first cow girl - or cow - he encounters or he might exchange endless subdued serial ciphers with the ever more logically loquacious Sol Le Witt. (My old buddy who once declared that he did not want to draw, to speak or act or to to write about it. And I believed him Lyndon Johnson.) If I know  Donald Clarence well enough, he will survive admirably. Also Sol plays poker. 
As the result of successful bids at one auction in Munich, I now own two Klimt sketches and a [[?]] book. I may also obtain a super-subtle little Schwithers collage which is being held for my additional consideration. I can't recall telling you but excuse me if I have: next year, I will develop three large museum expositions including installations in the Stockholm Moderna Museet and a retrospective of sorts in the National Gallery of Canada which will travel.
I feel that the auspices are remarkable; I trust that my effort will seem the same.

As usual, best regards,
Flav.

P.S. Hey, "... on an American artist's education"