Venice
The city on the water ain’t those with shallow pockets!
But money ain’t a thing so I arrived to Venice via private yacht
- My baller ass yacht!
to see my my girl Selma Hayek’s husband’s, François-Henri Pinault, palace
and art collection.
I mean the guy own Gucci so I’ve been wearing his kicks for years!
He had some pretty sick art like this car wrapped in nude pics of babes from the 70’s!
- Hot chics on a muscle car can’t be wrong!
I don’t know how much François paid for that junker, but I know that he doesn’t mess around!
One last thing that was really dope about his little collection of art was
when I walked in door of one of the palaces he owns I was greeted by
the sounds of one of my favorite rappers Juvenile!
Back That Ass Up!!!
Best of all it was an art piece! Â Shit was hype!
- Dancing Nazis!
Well, they say it’s art, but whatever gets the Italian girls bouncing makes me happy!
The disco floor was synched to the sounds of Juvie and other rappers and
had pics of all my favorite stars like Spoc and Tom Cruise dressed as Nazis,
kind of weird, but I got down!
After that I had a champagne dinner with some of my friends from my travels,
and the grub was good!
- Gabriel Bissel the Hawaiian vacuum cleaner heir!
- My Jersey girl Christina at the Excelsior’s waterfront restaurant!
Dinner was a blast and I will say I indulged in a few too many champagnes!
The next day my hommies had to leave the city on the sea,
but I had arranged to stay a few more days and relax.
I heard that they had the Venice Biennale going on,
which is supposed to showcase the best artists and art around the world.
Maybe I shouldn’t have gone to Selma and Pinault’s places first,
because the art at this thing sucked!!!!
Hula hoops as sculpture?
Apparently, this is one of the biggest honors in the art world to represent your country
kind of like the Olympics of art. Â If these guys are getting paid to
make art with hula hoops, construction paper, and tape
then maybe I should switch careers!
I won’t talk too much shit, because after seeing Pinault’s palace I know good shit is out there,
but damn it! This stuff sucked!
After realizing I had wasted one of my last days in Italy I decided to just veg-out and do some
really touristy B.S.
And that morning I hit the water taxi to the airport and realized
My wonderful Eruopean adventure was over and it was time to
hit CHI-TOWN for Lollapalooza!
Ciao Venice and Italy!!!!
So stay tuned and I’ll fill you in on all the crazy activities
that Lollapalooza brought!
I am telling you it was off the chain even in the rain!
About the Hula Hoops: I’ve seen it too. And not only have I seen it, I read the sign on the wall describing it as well. It’s at a primairy school project. So don’t try to be so smart… These kids already know more about art than you ever will.