(excerpt from conversation held with a young lady/entrepeneur in front of the l.a. moca basquiat exhibit):hey there, stranger on the corner... are you here to see basquiat?yeah...right on. right on. well, would you like to purchase one of these nifty t-shirts?"basquiat is my daddy?" he is?well ... he slept with so many women that he probably IS your daddy.i can't argue with that.