Indolently sauntering through Tate Modern marveling at the vastness and artwork around me I remembered a Francis Picabia quote which goes: 'My ass contemplates those who talk behind my back.' I'd never really given it much thought before or pondered the context in which it'd be applicable but suddenly I didn't need to it made perfect sense and thus I have adopted it as my new favourite motto.
AMAZING how these things spring to the forefront of one's mind precisely at the right moment in this case between disdain for a man with 'Judas coloured hair' and endless images of cocks and cunts concealed in Cubo-Futuristic abstractions.