"YES? AH... OH... A NIGHTMARE!" I SAID.
"IT WAS TERRIFYING!!! BETTER THAN WATCHING HOSTEL, WRONG TURN, AND ALL HELLRAISER MOVIES AT THE SAME TIME!!! AWESOME!"
"YES? AWESOME! YOU CUB! THAT'S WHY I DROPPED MY MILO???"
"NO, YOU DROPPED YOUR MILO CAUSE YOU'RE CLUMSY. SORRY, NO OFFENSE, BUT IT'S TRUE..." HE SAID LIFTING HIS EYEBROWS. AWESOME!
"LOOK..."
"DOESN'T MATTER. YOU DON'T WANNA KNOW WHAT HAPPENNED IN MY NIGHTMARE???"
????
O.o'
!!!
"LOOK. IT WAS AT NIGHT. IT WAS FREEZING AND I GOT LOST IN A GHOST TOWN OR SOMETHING... AND I WANTED TO KNOW WHERE I WAS SO I LOOKED AT A STREET SIGN. THE STREET WAS CALLED... GREENBERG..."
"NO WAY!!! SHIT! SHUT UP!!!"
"YES! LOOK. IT WAS LIKE ALL FOGGY AND COLD, AND SOME GIRLS WHERE JUMPING THE ROPE... AND THEY WERE SINGING..."
"NO!" O.O'!!!
"YES, THEY WERE. THEY SAID "ONE, TWO, CLEMENT'S COMING FOR YOU. THREE, FOUR, BETTER STOP YOUR WORK. FIVE, SIX, GET INTO MATRIX. SEVEN, EIGHT, CHANGE YOUR FATE. NINE, TEN, NEVER PAINT AGAIN" THAT THEY WERE SINGING..."
"AND? WHAT HAPPENNED NEXT???"
"SUDDENLY... CLEMENT GREENBERG APPEARED. HE WAS WEARING A RALPH LAUREN STRIPED SHIRT IN GREEN AND RED. GREEN? HA. GREENBERG! HA. GOOD JOKE FROM HIM. YES, HIS FACE WAS BURNED AND HAD A GLOVE ARMED WITH PRESS ARTICLES TO HAUNT HIS VICTIMS. WELL, THE HELL GREENBERG! I DON'T CARE. BUT HE WANTED TO TALK TO ME..."
"SO HE WAS NOT INTIMIDATED BY YOU..."
"MAYBE IF MY FACE WAS ABSTRACTLY EXPRESSIONIST. ANYWAY. HE TOLD ME THAT I SHOULD STOP PAINTING UNRELEVANT SUBJECTS AS ERIC NORTHMAN OR BLAIR WALDORF, OR COINS THAT CLEARLY VALUE MUSHROOM. AND I SHOULD GO NEO-CLASSIC. OR I WOULD SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES."
"HUM"
"SO I ASKED HIM WHY HE HAD THE HEAD BURNED. AND HE SAID THAT AFTER WARHOL, ALL PEOPLE AND POPULAR CULTURE WOULD LAUGH ABOUT HIS OPINIONS, AND THAT HE WAS TROLLED IN TWITTER AND BULLIED BY THE MEDIA. AS A RESULT, HIS IMAGE GOT DAMAGED THAT WAY. AND HE WAS SEEKING FOR REVENGE AND ALL AND, YOU KNOW WHAT? I TRIED TO SPEAK TO HIM TO MAKE HIM UNDERSTAND ONE OR TWO THINGS..."
"SURE..."
"SO HE ATTACKED ME WITH HIS GLOVE AND NOTHING HAPPENNED TO ME, HE WAS SURPRISED BUT I TOLD HIM THAT I WAS DREAMING AND BESIDES, STICKS AND STONES WILL BRAKE MY BONES. SO... YOU KNOW? GREENBERG STARTED SAYING THAT NOTHING WAS BETTER THAN OLD TIMES, LIKE MARCEL DUCHAMP AND KURT SCWITTERZ TIMES. SO I TOLD THE GUY POP ART STARTED WITH BOTH ARTISTS AND HE WAS A DUMBASS, HOW COULD HE BE A CRITIC AND NOT KNOW THAT??? THEN I STARTED TALKING TO HIM ABOUT MODERN ART AND HIS ORIGINS: MICHELANGELO. FIRST HE GOT SHAKEN AND AS I CAN SPEAK AT SPEED OF LIGHT AT SOME POINT GREENBERG BEGGED ME TO STOP TALKING AND THEN RAN AWAY"
"I SEE A SILVER LINING AT THE END OF THE NIGHTMARE..."
"LOOK. I ONLY ASK. WHY THE CRITIC DOES NOT SMILE???"
