16 March 2010
I took this picture at the ancient site of Sparta. The field was overgrown and no sign pointed the way. The tall grass was blowing against of knees and there were snow-top mountains all around us. The sun had gone down behind them. It was an akwardly timeless 16 mintues.
This is without a doubt one of the most stunning works I've ever seen. Dripping with sex and bursting with a nostalgic classy tinted gloss.
I think it's selling shoes.