This is the canvas we used for the cover of the Highlights CD. I wanted to put it up here, 'cause the CD doesn't do it justice - it came out kinda murky. Click on it to enlarge. Supposedly, this is the artist's conception of Auschwitz. Too bad I don't know her name. All I know is that she's the wife of this Romanian ex-soccer player called Marius, who used to be a trainer at the YMCA I go to. I flipped for the painting when I saw it at Marius' house. He was kind enough to let me take it for a few days so we could photograph it. It was big! I could barely fit the fucking thing in the back of a station wagon. I drove extremely carefully - scared to death some asshole was gonna broadside me and the painting would go up in flames. I was glad when I got it back to Marius' house in one piece. But after all that he still wouldn't tell me his wife's name. He just smiled and said: "Don't worry about it. She doesn't sign her paintings and she doesn't want any credit." I never even met her. Very mysterious.