I really hate how this “work” thing is messing up my “spending all day on Blogger and Flickr” thing.

My best friend, Tiffany, introduced me to Brooklyn artist Steve Keene. He’s a pretty righteous dude and paints on the regular so that when you order a print you will receive something that he felt like painting that day. Awesome, no?

It gets better.

I decided to be a big spender and buy a large painting for $14. I had no idea what to expect when I received my package in the mail, though.

Definitely didn’t expect this. It was huge. It was heavy. It was hella hard to rip into.

Ben was kind enough to document my troubles.

There was newspaper. There was cellophane wrapping. There was more newspaper.

And then, there were six panels. And two…wooden things. It wasn’t until I finally freed everything from the packaging that I realized what they were.

HOTDOGS. Does this guy know me or what? One is hanging around my dining room table and this one is holding back the mess of boxes that live on the top of my fridge.

And those six panels? Yeah, they’re awesome.

I mean, for fourteen bucks, you can.not. beat this. The packaging alone probably cost more than that. I love all kinds of art and I really appreciate it when an artist doesn’t slap a $300 price tag on it…especially when that artist is 20 and a grad student at Florida State.