Last week, there was a media shitshower (like a shitstorm, but less dramatic or exciting) surrounding a Paris Hilton portrait by the British artist Jonathan Yeo. And with good reason: The piece is actually a collage made of porn. Then Damien Hirst went and bought it , and, duh, that thrust it into the category of Banksy's Warhol-style Kate Moss.
I saw this puppy, along with some of Yeo's other stuff happenstancely last weekend at the Lazarides Gallery pop-up on Bowery in NYC, and while the famous faces business was cool, I HEART the leaves:
It took me until 2008 to realize that writing things on the internet doesn't (necessarily) make you the most annoying person in the universe. Then my friend had a dream that I had a blog where I posted a photo of myself in an orange sequined dress. Hot.
1 comment:
Her thumb really does look like a penis.
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