An article in yesterday's New York Times suggests that it might, at least, have a gangrenous limb.
Featured Comment (excerpt) by yunfat: "...the funniest part of the whole Guggenheim exhibition is when the security guard asked me to put my camera away while looking at the [Richard Price] Cowboy pictures. I wonder if the museum realizes the ridiculousness of asking people not to photograph a photograph of a photograph."
Featured Comment by JL: "It occurs to me that we should consider this, too: While Mr. Krantz was presumably making a good living helping a giant corporation peddle a cancer-causing product—a product that has killed millions and millions of Americans—by milking romantic myths about the West, Mr. Prince was (see last month's Vanity Fair) scraping by in a run-down NY apartment, trying to make the best art he could, and with no guarantee that anyone would ever care about his work, let alone pay him for it. Now, who are you feeling sympathy for?"