A polar bear eating marshmallows in a snow storm..

At first I thought modern art was a joke, something rich people could laugh over like cackling hyenas after a bad joke. However, seeing this has opened my eyes. It all makes sense. Art is imagination displayed for our very eyes, and this piece makes us, ourselves, imagine such an image without a stroke on the canvas. My whole life I could see, but only now have I obtained the gift of vision. Such technique could only be described as "je ne sais quoi". Such a sight has given me flash backs to a war I wasn't even in. It has brought a tear to my eye.

I HAVE SEEN THE FACE OF GOD.

Never have I had the honor of witnessing this event since 'The Great White on Rice' wars in the blizzard snowfields of Antarctica. Such humor hasn't been seen since the final season of Grass on a Green Screen. Such horror hasn't been drilled through my skin since The Riots of the Black Markers against the Charcoal menace.

This piece makes me want to be a better man.

The sun will rise and set, jealous such a beauty cannot be rivaled. To describe the joy this piece, this work of genius, GENIUS, would be to attempt to pour a sea into a goblet.

Well done, I just sneezed. Well done indeed.