Acclaimed Portland street artist Klutch (it’s OK—I’d not heard of him either until I heard about this) is selling copies of the print he’s made, entitled Warhead, below, to pay the $35,000 hospital bills from his recent heart attack. I’m not sure if this is a great, noble thing to be doing, or a sad commentary on the state of this country (blahblahSickoblah). Or both. But it’s a striking image, in my un-educated artsy opinion (hey, I took art A-level in college, even made “a sculpture,” once…) and for $70, you’d be doing the guy a big favor. “WARHEAD”:Perfect for the wall in a child’s nursery…

If you’re not sure about buying one, I suggest you think of it like the restaurant in that movie Big Night, where Stanley Tucci takes artists’ paintings in exchange for a good meal. Except you wouldn’t be cooking for this artist—you’d be keeping him alive. If that doesn’t send a nice dose of karma pulsing through your veins, you’re probably eating too much cholesterol. Which, come to think of it, we should probably have a word about…