Maya realized: she’d been stuck at “Parody 0” — trying to be serious without any conversation with the past. So she tried something radical. She painted a perfect replica of Van Gogh’s Starry Night , but replaced the cypress tree with a fire extinguisher, and added a tiny cell phone in the painter’s hand. It was absurd. It was derivative. It was a parody of worship.
She called it Starry Night 2: The Yelp Review .
Maya learned: