This interesting story provides the latest evidence that modern art is often indistinguishable from crap. Jackson Pollock is the artistic equivalent of a monkey at a typewriter, so it's no wonder this old lady negotiated the price down from $8. I guess the real question is, who's gonna pay $25 million for it? Still, I guess it goes to show shopping at thrift stores can be kinda like playing the lottery. (Thanks to Todd for the link.)
Wednesday, July 23, 2003
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