There is so much to do and this job is taking all my time. FUCK!FUCK!FUCK!

Anyway... I came across this painting in one of Einsturzende Neubauten's songs. And since then, I am looking at it every day. Someday I hope to see it in real (I beleive it's in the Guggenheim Collection). Here is a great critique of the painting. And here is the first paragraph of it (in case you're too lazy to click on the link and exhaust your brain reading the text):

"If you think that all art should be comforting, literal, narrative, perhaps somewhat erotic, and depict rationally classical articlesubtitleject matter, then your taste in art coincides quite easily with those of that noted German art connoisseur and would-be artist from the early twentieth century, Adolf Hitler. If, on the other hand, you feel art should have no relation whatsoever with nature, humanity, politics, or social message but exist purely for its own being, its form dictated only from the graphic, intellectual exercises of the artist's brain, then your tastes would fall perfectly in line with another art extremist of the time, Kazimir Malevich. "