De Stijl

Jubal Brown never did his homework when was a student at OCAD. He went there many years ago. You won't know what kind of marks he had. He never bothered studying. He was a party boy. He was more interested in vomiting. Inspiration came from the bars he did enjoy. Drinking was his passion. It influenced all his work. He puked on the work of Mondrian. This would really hurt.

Jubal Brown chose to vomit on the work of Piet Mondrian. This was a profound painter who Jubal will never understand. Mondrian was part of the De Stijl movement and a Pisces with Dutch roots. He was born in Holland and a theosophist to boot. The Theosophical Society was interested in channeling, seances, and automatic writing too. Jubal Brown will never pick up on this as he vomits up his blue colored goo.

Piet Mondrian has started to talk to me as I channel up his ghost. I know how he really feels. He hates Jubal Brown the most. He turns over and over in his New York City grave. He feels a sense of bitterness at this host of the Dark Rave. This was the final insult which hurts and hurts and hurts. Mondrian's art has been trivialized as he rests beneath the dirt. Jubal keeps his eyes closed to a sublime masterpiece. It cost the MOMA a million dollars to purchase the art of someone deceased. Mondrian knows that this crime needs to be avenged. I will carry out Mondrian's will and vindicate his art again and again. The De Stijl art movement will rise up and reclaim it's proper fame. Jubal Brown will receive more shitty poetry which will crap all over his name.