Sunday, May 17, 2009
Picasso and key chains
I brought it on myself, asking "ou est henry?"
Now I know. Turns out, a lot of people know.
It's like when you're a kid and you first see a Picasso painting, maybe one of the still lifes, and you think "Oh my god, he is amazing, I can't believe more people don't know about him," and then you come to realize that yes, people do know about him, and furthermore he's become a capitalist product, that there are Picasso baseball hats and key chains and hey, possibly even a Picasso condom.
Regarding henry: I wish him the best. I'm looking forward to discovering more of his work around Seattle.
And if I can find the birthplace of Sasquatch, I'll let you know.
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