we're looking for a leader one who knows the difference between good mussels and mediocre mussels, a man who knows his sophistry can pen a piece as far away from the actual experience as it's possible to be. he woke up today and swore he'd complete his tour-de-force his masterpiece. but art can't and won't grow where beer is seventeen euros a go. i asked him why he paints and his response is: for a house with rotting columns and a bust of ME in your office. but the handwriting was too steady. the turn of phrase too stable. you gotta scribble faster than you can think force it out through your fingertips and make your mal-au-tette your raison d'etre maybe learn to write like an impressionist might delivering more beauty more efficiently. the throb in your noggin:the reason to be. it's another must-watch, another must-see. but once you've seen one sculpture, you've seen em all, haven't ya? yes you have.