


I remember the first time I saw Jean Basquiat's artwork several years ago. My niece was about 4 years old (now 20) and I worked at B. Dalton Books. I found a children's book that used his artwork to tell story.
I immediately emotionally registered with his primal artwork. As I found out more about his actual life, I understood the source of his inspiration. Sadly he was not able to cope with life very well and passed away at much too young an age. However, I will always see the beauty in what he left behind.
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