{"type":"rich","html":"<div style=\"width: 640; height: 426; font-family: sans-serif,arial,freesans;\" ><div id=\"shared_container_608865268\" class=\"shared_container\"><div id=\"shared_header_608865268\" class=\"shared_header\"><a href=\"https:\/\/diasp.org\/u\/starry_gordon\"><img src=\"https:\/\/ussr.win\/photo\/d2bfdcf2fb07e7402e68a4f1843d423f-6\" alt=\"Starry Gordon\" height=\"32\" width=\"32\" loading=\"lazy\" \/><\/a><span><a href=\"https:\/\/diasp.org\/u\/starry_gordon\">Starry Gordon<\/a>  wrote the following  <a href=\"https:\/\/ussr.win\/display\/c50a9530e3a301376851047d7b62795e\">post <\/a><span class=\"autotime\" title=\"2019-11-07T18:47:04+03:00\">Thu, 07 Nov 2019 18:47:04 +0300<\/span><\/span><\/div><div id=\"reshared-content-608865268\" class=\"reshared-content\">In my wayward youth I did a thing like that. I knew about Malevich and some other black-square artists, though, and I felt I had to do something different, so I stood several feet off and threw some white paint on my 4' black square. Most of it fell in a sort of nifty, diffuse parabola. It looked nice and went well over the couch -- avant-kitsch, I guess. Then I knew I would never become rich and famous through art. Later the painting was stolen or destroyed -- I wonder where it is now, if anywhere.<\/div><\/div><br \/><\/div>","width":640,"height":426}