First thing I did on my first day of being a useful and worthy daughter: make a huge surreal painting of my delusion, the Riemann Hypothesis. She was friendly enough to model for it (she may be imaginary, but she’s darn vain)… I don’t think you can see it (crappy photo, it’s more impressive in reality) , but there is blood dripping from the ceiling, that forms her dress…
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thanks a lot! 🙂