I'm probably just not sophisticated enough to appreciate the subject of this entry.
Maybe it's like so much modern art. Critics love it-- museums proudly display it-- collectors shell out the big bucks for the privilege of owning it-- and I just look at it, shake my head, and think, "I could've done that. Heck, I could've done that when I was five years old-- but I wouldn't have. I had better taste."
Yeah, just not sophisticated enough, I guess. That's why I look at this piece and tilt my head to one side, then the other (like a dog trying to puzzle out the meaning of something not quite within its grasp)...
"Huh? What's that all about?"
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