"But clothes themselves, no matter how beautiful or interesting are not great art; they remain decoration unless they’re actually worn, vivified into soul plumage, by an artiste of personal appearance … There’s something inherently sad about clothes in themselves, and fashion, no matter how lovely or effective. Clothes are empty."
Bye, guys. My ride’s here.
i know the guys that own that bus!
"Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought."
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Jean-Michel Basquiat, Onion Gum, 1983
Jean-Michel Basquiat, Discography (II), 1983