Then to discover that - holy shit - that stupid dude with the video camera is part of some bloody phenomenon that ends up on a Madonna cover... Part of my annoyance with the art world comes from the fact that they're consistently pricing shit way the hell out of my range. I decided in about 2002 that I wanted an Yves Klein (surprise surprise). I'd go with a print, but International Klein Blue is outside the gamut of most printing methods, so you need an original. At the time, you could get a Klein original for ~$4k for something small and non-noteworthy. The same thing I couldn't afford for $4k in 2002? Yeah, the very piece I didn't buy is now $400k. Don't get me started on Magritte. I almost bought a numbered edition in 2001 for $1800.