Jesus, for a prestigious art school, that's one drab-ass office. Come on, Junk, get a plant or something.

Oh my God, you're my hero. This is going on the door to my office.
I must admit, I only showed the drab-ass wall for comedic effect, although that is the more accurate representation of the "psychological space" in which my daily chore of life plays itself out. Those are maps of all the studios behind me. On the wall to my left, which you can't see, there are lots of posters and paintings that students have given me, and a couple of Steve Keenes. Still, you have all convinced me it's time for a paint job in there. That window looks out to an indoor hallway. It's actually true, for a prestigious art school, it actually kinda looks like a dilapidated high school. I love how there's a Jeff Koons on my desk and the Crystal Skull is in the background. No Shepard Fairey or Murakami, thank you very much!