An Emotion Is Suggested And

A Work Of Art When Placed In A Gallery Loses Its Charge, And Becomes A Portable Object Or Surface Disengaged From The Outside World.

A Vacant White Room With Lights Is Still A Submission To The Neutral. Works Of Art Seen In Such Spaces Seem To Be Going Through A Kind Of Esthetic Convalescence.

Nature Does Not Proceed In A Straight Line, It Is Rather A Sprawling Development.

Noon-day Sunshine Cinema-ized The Site, Turning The Bridge And The River Into An Over-exposed Picture. Photographing It With My Instamatic 400 Was Like Photographing A Photograph. The Sun Became A Monstrous Light-bulb That Projected A Detached Series Of Stills Through My Instamatic Into My Eye.

Questions About Form Seem As Hopelessly Inadequate As Questions About Content.