I know exactly how Andy Warhol felt.
While eating a mediocre hamburger at a diner, this ubiquitous container of ketchup caught my attention. It seemed so dignified, there beside the bowl of creamers and grape jelly. Like a car accident (or a nude Brad Pitt on fire) I could not look away. Luckily, I had my camera. This, my friends, is art!
Enso Monkey 
