I am aware that it may not have been Jean-Michel himself but rather the Basquiat portrayed by
Jeffrey Wright in the 1996 film version.
And then, of course, I begin to think about my media ecology studies and the question of ownership of the images broadcast to me from the collective unconsciousness but...
when did it all become so complicated?
When I was a teenager I was free to really be into things.
Of course, then I would get caught absconding with Transformers and have to hear the song sung to me between every class sophomore year. My mother still reminds me of this often. I suppose it is the price to be paid for naivete. It could have been much much worse.
He is dancing
she is dreaming