I find it funny how with "art" today, I would be able to throw random splatter everywhere or make tons of random shapes, both of which could easily be done by anyone (especially the splatter) and then make tons of money off of it, all because I made up some bullcrap story as to how it "portrays my inner being" or "exemplifies the remorse and depression I have had because my wife divorced me for a chimpanzee eating koala from space."