Two pictures of a wallet photo
Once upon a time, on a train in Spain, a man peered across the carriage and saw none-other than Pablo Picasso himself.
Mustering his courage, he approached the debauched artist, βPablo, why does everything you paint look so strange? Blue? Cubes? Whatβs that all about? Why donβt you paint things realistic?β
βWhatβs realistic?β, said Picasso. And so the man fished from his wallet a tiny photo, βLike this, of my dear wife.β
An astonished Picasso, replied, βIs she really so small and flat?β

