i went to see Patti Smith at the Bowery Ballroom on her birthday in 2002. unexpectedly she covered Pale Blue Eyes by The Velvet Underground. i ended up passing out during it actually, right before my favorite line, from all the tobacco smoke around me, but anyway. right before playing Pale Blue Eyes, Patti Smith said, 'this is a request... but not from anybody in particular.' brilliant hotshit stage banter, i thought. i didn't feel like it meant anything though; there was just this pleasure of hearing those sexy words.

now this
this actually is a request from nobody in particular. if you know me, you know i read my site visitor logs every day. i get loads of hits from people searching for things like 'A Pile of Crowns for Jean-Michel Basquiat by Keith Haring' because awhile back, i mentioned seeing that painting in a San Francisco Haring retrospective, when i was younger.

so i do have that image on hand, from the official Keith Haring biography by John Gruen. [the book is incredible- intimate and filled with Haring's art, and it's supercheap on sites like Amazon.]

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now, for your pleasure

A Pile of Crowns for Jean-Michel Basquiat
by Keith Haring, 1988

file under; drawn; for your pleasure; keith haring
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16 computer wallpapers / larger versions of my drawings: pleasureiseasy.info/free_art

file under; +; drawn; for your pleasure
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If pleasure is easy, right, then why aren't I handing out awards? Awards make everyone feel good.

So: makin crownz. I only want to give very meaningful awards.

Yeehaw: the first_ever pleasure is easy Award Made While Screaming [tm*]-->

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file under; for your pleasure
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