Turn and face the students, Mr. President of Cooper Union.
Artists and their toys … er, we mean egos … er, we mean …
I didn’t get invited to The Met Ball this year. Good thing too, at $150,000 per table.
There are obviously limits to the power of the artist.
But it’s interesting because …
Our inimitable Postal-sticker street humorist speculates on future Watergates.
How did I get here?
When Nothing and I initially painted this piece, we honestly had no intention of making this happen.
It’s not like you’re doing nothing.
Why is this drawing taking so long?
Imagine if for every drone the Pentagon purchased they also had to buy one for the NEA to loan out to artists. We could have some fun.