Which one's the Rothko, and which one's carrot juice? Juicing veggies from my backyard garden, I was struck by the similarity. The tomato juice had a vague Barnett Newman feel, but couldn't pull off nature's forgery as well, thanks to the cutesy canning jar I used.
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this is good, paul. I might have to copycat your copycat idea. i was just thinkin to myself in the garden tonight...what should i do with these leftover cabbage leaves. and we've got rotten wild black cherries up the wazoo. bravo!!!
love it.
Yours is way better than Rothko's. I feel much more spiritually moved by tomato juice.
"The fact that people break down and cry when confronted with my pictures shows that I can communicate those basic human emotions.. the people who weep before my pictures are having the same religious experience I had when painting them. And if you say you are moved only by their color relationships then you miss the point."
Blurgh.
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