Some guy jumped off of the Empire States Building to his death today. So it is kind of depressing me.

Otherwise coolish. Is that a reoccuring character from a past painting?

I think it's intensely sad. That's all.

It's sad, but I can relate.

And I really like the color of the sky.

Do you always have to climb the phallus before you find love (the heart)?

At first I thought it was a giant space man acting like King King. But then I noticed the heart a while later and I got confused.

i'm with bart. that's what it looks like to me, which makes me very confused.

but i feel bad for the guy, he looks sad. really sad.

At the risk of being an INCREDIBLE dork, I'm gonna say the guy looks less sad to me and more determined. And maybe there's a hint of irony in the fact that he is so huge, the building is so huge, even his spacesuit-like apparatus is ginormous and disproportionately complicated, but the object he's going for is so relatively small and simple and uncomplicated. Also, I may be projecting, and by "may be," of course, I mean "Drew needs to get out more." Anyway... the sky is pretty, and the guy looks cool, and I like it.

He's so sad :( You'd think he'd be happy to find the heart. Or maybe he was expecting something different, or better...? (Better then love?)

well, when King Kong climbed his building he wasn't alone. he had fay ray. this poor guy has had to climb it all by himself.

god, i hate this painting.

I see it more like the fable of the fox jumping toward the grapes just out of reach. "I'm after something I want more than anything, I've climbed the tallest flippin building to get it and I'm dammed close, but no matter how close I get and how hard I try, I'm still in this bloody spacesuit and the object is therefore permanently just barely out of reach."

Love shouldn't be so difficult to obtain, right? And on a second note, spacesuits take all the fun out of being in space. I think that just hammers home the sadness. The sterility of it all. If I'm going to be in space, I want to feel the emptiness of it and have the stars in my hair. Janette Winterson wrote something like that, once.

Very cool. It has a good deal of sadness in it, in his face and also the coloring (I don't know why the latter seems melancholy to me, but it does), but it doesn't come off as Sad overall to me. My eye is really drawn to the top, to the heart, which is happy or hopefull and maybe he'll be OK.

I likey.

Just out of reach.

I actually think he is crawling DOWN the building AWAY from the heart. He thought it was worth scaling the wall, but got there and realized he doesn't even want it. He looks disappointed and the position of his hands and legs suggest he is headed down - not up.

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While the grass grows the horse starves... Lionel