Poem: I Don’t Like Much About Art But I Know What I Do
One time when we flew from Las Vegas to Los Angeles, short flight, early on a Monday morning, there was a guy behind me boasting as he crammed a splatter-paint canvas into the overhead – he’d been at the Blue Man Group show the night before and they’d given him the artwork that’s created spontaneously at each and every gig. This was the 34th Blue Man Gr…
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