I got to neighbor who's an artist and I went to, he's a painter, and I went to a show with his paintings and some others. That's a tough racket man. I tell jokes. If I tell a joke and you don't laugh, all right I suck, clear, cut dry. I go to see this guys paintings, right? He's got a beautiful painting with a tree and this and that, there another one next to his. His is going for four hundred the other one's going for four grand. I'm like who decides? Then there's a curator that looks at them and makes a decision. Oh, If I was a painter and I did the four hundred dollar one, right a way I would be like where's the fucking curator? Get the curator! Get the curator! I got a tree. He's got a tree. He's got a sun. I got a sun. Who is this guy that just decides? These curators, right? Like Picasso, perfect example, did everything Picasso paint was it just automatically a masterpiece? Really he would just take the brush, call the loof, tell him Pablo's got another one.
Jackson Pollock, the drip guy. Right? I mean re you kidding me? This guy wasn't a good painter. He painted, finished the painting and it wasn't that good, and then hee looked down at the floor and said the floor looks fantastic! That's what he did the drippings, I'm not even kidding there was a documentary where Pollock, true story, called his wife from upstairs to come down after he did his first drip painting and he said to her is this art? Guy, if you got to ask you already got your answer. It's a goddamn drop cloth. And the curator came in, said it's a masterpiece! Everyone's like it's a masterpiece! And everybody start dripping, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip. It's a crazy world, our world, and they take as long as they want right? You can't take an artist how long to take. Oh on the job could you do that?
Got a plumber to come in you go how long is this job going to take? Can you imagine if your plumber went two days, two weeks, two months, when I feel it. Your negative energy just added six months to the project I can tell you that much right now. Michael Angelo took 14 years to paint the Sistine Chapel, 14 years to paint the ceiling! You think that was in the contract? I mean after the third year he must've been walking in there whispering oh god here he is again with the fucking latter. Their just yelling out we just wanted it white! What the fuck guy? He's like, your going to love it. You might be dead but your family, they will love. That's how the Italians really talk over there when we're not there.
Lets be honest here as far as painting the ceiling of the chapel anyone who's Catholic, really any religion, but I'm Catholic and we all know churches need to be as aesthetically as beautiful as possible to get through the hour. We need as much shit to look at to get through one hour. I just stare at the ceiling I'm like are those custom built? Look at those. More importantly was that 30 seconds I just spent right there staring at the ceiling?
