"The Artful Agent," Still Life With Cardboard Bed Note how, in this piece, the ceiling is not visible and yet we can still find the "triangular corner," his constant visual signature. The central nature of the cardboard piece used as a bed by some anonymous squatter is both a scream for humanity and a casual wink at the artist's periodic forays into Cubism. The mustard, the empty bag of chips scream, "Here was humanity. WHERE IS HUMANITY NOW?"
Note how the pale white door fades into oblivion on the right, revealed only by the lock mechanism. I look at this piece and I am...devastated. All I can say is "Bravo!" and DUDE, SEND ME MORE PICTURES.
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