I passed by this display on my way into the bookstore on Monday, then I turned back around to take a picture:
Yes, it’s blurry, because I was in a hurry to take it. I stood in the way of the student populous rushing into the bookstore to purchase whatever trinkets and baubles and delectables for their romantic interests, wives, crushes, targets of stalking.
I also took this picture on Monday. It’s kind of a miracle, actually, because I happened to be in the market for some Post-Impressionist art. When I walked into the Wilkinson Center after getting off the bus, I walked straight to the community ad board, not very hopeful I’d find any Van Gogh or Cezanne. It’s not often, or ever that I have these sorts of hankerings, but the clouds parted and heaven’s rays shone upon this:
It almost makes me want to cut off my own ear. And the photo before makes me want to rip my beating heart from my chest.
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That Van Gogh is awesome! Who spent the time to do that?!! Probably a freshman.