"Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole."

As I mentioned earlier, I made a trip to the Seattle Art Museum to see the Pablo Picasso exhibition, which was fantastic to say the least. His body of work is not only diverse, but utterly gravitating. Picking a favorite would be a painful soul search. I'm not sure I could. While I'd love to comment on various works, the exhibition was such a stimulation overload (crowd included) that I was left exhausted and most likely wrought with amnesia. I also would rather not try to put into words the experience because expectations can be relentlessly cruel. Instead, I will leave you with the video to the song that was stuck in my head all day.