`       Interview with Mr. Best in Paris
`                      Summer 2011                V8+

Interview with Mr. Best at the Cafe` Delicatessen on rue de La
Place` in Paris, France on the afternoon of Wednesday July 6,
2011 ~*

I am Deidre Calico, arts and theater reporter for New Culture
International Magazine.  We have the privilege of interviewing
the World Famous Artist Sean Terrence Best today on this
lovely afternoon at this picturesque sidewalk cafe` in one of the
most historic quarters of Paris.  

"Mr. Best, thank you for being with us today.  I know how busy
you are and how intensely you work the fashionable creativity
which fuels your art, so I won't keep you long, just a few quick
questions, please."

"It's my pleasure to be here with you this afternoon, Deidre, and
I'm thankful for the opportunity of this interview with you and
the prestigious magazine which you represent.  This is great
press for me.  The publicity from these interviews really helps
me a great deal."

"That's great to hear you say!  Thank you, Mr. Best, for your
kind words.  The questions I want to ask you today are, and I'll
just go ahead and get started here."

"Sure."

"Alright then, first, what is a normal day in the life of the World
Famous Artist Sean Terrence Best like?  Give us an idea of what
a typical day for you involves."

"A typical day."

"Yes, please."

"Well, Deidre, a typical day for me is..........let's see, I happen to
have my diary with me this afternoon.  I was sitting here sipping
cafe` au lait and making some entries, should I read to you an
excerpt from my diary?"

"That'll do nicely, Mr. Best.  What better place could we really
get true idea of your day~to~day life than from your own diary."

"Yeah, that's accurate.  Ok, then, here goes.  This is an entry I
made about a month ago when I was in Panama City doing
some fishing on the Gulf of Mexico and I had been working a
lot in my studio there at the time, so I had been inside for most
of about three days in a row and this is what I started thinking.
Diary entry for the World Famous Artist Sean Terrence Best on
June 4, 2011:
{{ It was one of those lazy, humid summer days on the gulf
coast of Florida when it starts getting cloudy at noon.  Usually
it's much later in the day when the highly electrically charged
thunderstorms begin to appear, bringing with them gale force
winds and torrential downpours.  I needed to temper my skin,
but there was no sun.  I was losing my tan.  If I didn't get out
there and strengthen the depth of my skin tone soon, then the
next time I ventured out upon the water...........I would burn. }}"

"How fascinating!  One wouldn't necessarily imagine that a
great artist like yourself could be thinking such regular people
type thoughts.  Thanks for sharing that with us, Mr. Best"

"You're welcome, Deidre.  I'm delighted to share with you and
please, call me Sean."

"Alright, Sean.  Now for our next question, What are your
political views?"

"Ah, politics.  Well, to be honest with you Deidre, I don't really
find politics very interesting.  I don't suppose I actually have
any political views one way or the other."

"Fair enough.  Thank you for being so honest and forthright,
Sean.  Next interview question: If you could describe an art
form which inspires your work, a type of art which inspires your
art, what would that art form be?"

"That's a very interesting and thought provoking question,
Deidre.  I'm sure I would have to say dance."

"Dance?  Why dance?"

"I like dancing.  It's the movements which communicate with
me.  The body takes on the role of the face, replacing eyes with
limbs, lips with torso.  Dance brings inspiration in an
undecipherable form.  Dance gives one a sense of profound
zeal to accomplish feats of greatness, even though it makes
certain people shy.  Dance casts a spotlight upon the soul.  
Some people don't feel safe when their souls are exposed to the
light of the attention of their peers even when said peers join
them in the dance.  Some people are at ease only when their
souls are shrouded in the imagined safety of anonymity. Do you
want to know why some people dance in the dark or only in a
room by themselves?  Because there is no anonymity in dance."

"Amazing, Sean!  That's very poetic and lovely, not to mention
insightful.  I can see now that your art is so great for many
reasons, one of which is the fact that you are such a deeply
philosophical thinker."

"You are very generous, Deidre.  Thank you."

"You're welcome, Sean.  Now for my last question, I know you
have paint waiting on a palette upstairs in your studio above
the antique shop, so I'll make it quick.  What is your idea, your
concept, of women?"

"You're having fun with this one, aren't you, Deidre?"

"Ha, ha, yes, Sean, I am.  I'm glad it's me that gets to ask you
this face~to~face in Paris!"

"Yes, right, the City of Love.  Oh, I do think of women.  I think of
women quite often, as a matter of fact.  I shall answer this
question as honestly as the others and not let the impositions
of social decor interfere.  I don't think many women realize their
full power.  The extreme monopoly of their enviable position
has been downplayed to such an extent by the media that many
women give away their thrones to the lowest bidder, never
realizing the enormity of their forfeit.  I for one prefer the
company of virgins."

"Virgins?  Why is that, Sean?"

"An untouched woman is the avatar of Nature.  She has the
completeness of not being separated from herself.  She is the
expression, the wellspring of the delight of all those around
her."

"Do you mean that
literally or metaphorically?"

"Either way."

"How very touching.  That could move one to tears.  Your
candor is much appreciated, Sean.  And I shall end the
interview now, as I think I see your chauffeur pulling up with
your limousine. "

"Yes, that's Pousson, he's an excellent driver but I think I'll walk
back to my studio today, Deidre.  It's such a gorgeous
afternoon with scrumptious looking puffy white cotton~candy
clouds drifting aimlessly across a cerulean blue sky.  Paris is so
enchanting at this time of year."

"You're right, Sean, it sure is.  Thanks so much for taking the
time to let us conduct this interview with you today and we look
forward to doing it again when your next gallery show opens in
Cairo in October."

"Thank you, Deidre.  All my best and much luck to you, you're a
talented journalist.  See you in Cairo."

"Luck to you, Sean, see you in Cairo!"    
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Born in Connecticut to parents of Amish decent, Deidre Calico
is 32 years of age, not married and has no children ~*
Dedicated to her career, Deidre received her artium
baccalaureus (Bachelor of Arts degree) in Art History with a
minor in Journalism from a private women's college in New
England ~*
She currently lives on the Mediterranean island of Crete in a
villa she inherited from her great grandmother.  Upon
receiving her inheritance in this famed and romantic location,
another fortuitous twist of fate dropped an intriguing mystery
into Deidre's lap and now she is devoting all her spare time to
deciphering the 4,000 year old ancient Minoan script known as
Linear A.  Deidre's great grandmother was a grandniece of a
man known as "the Polis" by those close to him.  Polis, from
which our word "politics" is derived, is a term for the Greek
city~state as in
acropolis.  The Polis worked as a porter for
Heinrich Schliemann.  Schliemann, having amassed a fortune
from international trade and speculation during the California
gold rush of the mid 19th century, spent the remainder of his
life in archaeological pursuits excavating sites which he
suspected to be the location of the fabled Troy spoken of in
Homeric Epics.  The Polis had hidden a small, wooden chest
in a section of plaster wall which Deidre's great grandmother
accidentally discovered whilst attempting to re~hang a
painting which had begun to dangle loosely as the plaster
covering the hollow niche behind it began to decay and drop
away from the wall.  Inside the chest were many wrinkled
papers covered with seemingly random scribbles.  Also in the
chest was found a note clearly written in the hand of the Polis
stating that the apparently meaningless characters were
actually Linear A which had, according to the Polis, been
partially deciphered by Schliemann during his days at the
Hellespont.
Being also a student of languages (she fluently speaks
French, Italian, Greek, Arabic, Russian and Chinese) Deidre
has taken up residence at the villa because she believes that
Schliemann may have hit upon a genuine translation of the
ancient Minoan writing.  There's a Nobel Prize in this, Deidre,
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