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Nacho Donut reclaims the pyramid for the people. Then a camel licks his eye.

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Vincent van Gogh has had an indirect influence on my style as an artist. My art teacher from grades one through seven, known as “Mr. G”, was a very big fan of van Gogh. As it turned out, he was also a big fan of little girls, which is probably why I had a different art teacher when I reached the eighth grade. No one really knows for sure what happened but we did spend at least one month’s worth of art classes where we would take turns standing on tables as models so that we could draw each other, a seemingly innocent art class exercise until you factor in the fact that this was a Catholic school, the girls were wearing skirts and Mr. G reeked of pedophilia. He loved showing them his sailor tattoos that he got in the Navy and the girls were totally into it. He also repeatedly had us do still life paintings and drawings of empty bottles of booze, a van Gogh staple. Based on his constantly slurred speech, red face and the fact that we did this exact same project over and over again throughout the years, we came to the conclusion that “G”, as we sometimes called him, was emptying these bottles by himself the old-fashioned way.

I have a lot of memories from these art classes. In the early grades, I kind of thought that Mr.G was an asshole. He ripped up my project one time and made me put my head down on my desk and be quiet. It was pretty harsh when I look back on it because I was probably only eight years old but as the years went on I was eventually able to get away with anything I wanted to do in his class. His classes became somewhat of a free for all in the upper grades and everyone would look forward to them. I remember for one project we had to make an album cover. I made mine really big so it would be the size of a record. It was a fictional disco album I created featuring my English/Religion teacher in a leisure suit on a colorful dance floor doing some disco shit with a bunch of chickens. I think I must have based it off of “Saturday Night Fever”. It was not that explicit but I probably should have gotten in trouble for it and I didn’t because he could not deny its comedic value. Either that or he was just wasted and didn’t give a shit.

Whatever the case may be, Mr. G introduced me to Vincent van Gogh and he gave me time to draw cartoons so I must give him serious props whether he liked young girl vaginas or not. I am always going to wonder what happened to that dude although I would be pretty surprised if things didn’t end up really badly for him. My classmates and I were very disappointed when we found out that he would not be teaching art in eighth grade and to make matters worse his replacement was a younger female teacher whose face looked like a Picasso painting/breeding ground for all of the most extreme strains of acne bacteria that have ever existed, possibly even some from the future that had evolved to have a resistance to all modern medicine.

In conclusion, although he had serious mental health issues which ultimately led him to cut his ear off and shoot himself in the chest, van Gogh’s impact on artists has been substantial not only because of the imagery he created but also because he did not give a fuck about the established ways of learning about painting. He made his paintings the way he wanted and although he did not get the respect he deserved during his life, he is now considered one of the greatest artists in the history of mankind. One time Mr.G had me replicate a van Gogh portrait for an assignment and I was lucky enough to get to see the original version of it at the Met a few years ago. Much like Kurt Cobain, I feel like his bizarre life and death had a lot to do with why he is so revered. If he had lived a full and normal life, would people have cared about his work as much? If Kurt Cobain had not shot himself would Nirvana have ended up like Pearl Jam? Not that I am saying that Pearl Jam was as good as Nirvana but it is possible that Nirvana could have ended up putting out some mediocre albums like Pearl Jam has and people would have thought less of them. I guess that is not much of a conclusion but Cobain and van Gogh had pretty horrible endings themselves. HayOOOOO!!!

Vincent van Gogh – Skull with Cigarette (1886)

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This is a sneak preview of things to come.

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Here’s an awesome YouTube video of every painting at The Museum of Modern Art on April 10, 2010. (via Paste)

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Nacho Donut  made his return to this date in 1775 in order to warn Paul Revere of British troop advancements during the Revolutionary War. Apple pie may get all of the recognition for being America’s dessert food but it never traveled back in time to fight for our freedom like Nacho Donut did. Nacho Donut owns you, apple pie.

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