Untitled work by Matt Sheridan Smith nicked from the Andrew Kreps homepage.

So simple and so wonderful on many levels, (at least for me). I read it as sort of a nice riff on subjectivity, distortion and perception… perhaps its about how the stories we tell, based on the same source material, can turn out so differentlly. Or maybe its simply just trashy pop.

I like the overall aesthetic and colors and I love that like many New Yorkers I probably saw these two papers sitting right next to each other on the newsstand and thought nothing of it.