Fishing Largely Consists Of Not

In The Somme Valley, The Back Of Language Broke. It Could No Longer Carry Its Former Meanings. World War I Changed The Life Of Words And Images In Art, Radically And Forever. It Brought Our Culture Into The Age Of Mass-produced, Industrialized Death. This, At First, Was Indescribable.

Drawing Never Dies, It Holds On By The Skin Of Its Teeth, Because The Hunger It Satisfies – The Desire For An Active, Investigative, Manually Vivid Relation With The Things We See And Yearn To Know About – Is Apparently Immortal.

But The Existence Of A Cult Does Not Mean That Images Appropriate To It Automatically Follow.

Everything That Would Be Said Against The Eixample's Heirs, From Le Corbusier's 'ville Radieuse' To Oscar Niemeyer's Brasilia, Was Already Said, With Far Less Justice, About The Eixample Itself. And All Its Critics Concurred That The Basic Mistake Was To Have Left The Planning Of A City In The Hands Of A Socialist.

Art Grows Out Of Modes Of Perception That Make You Feel And Think...that Hooks On To Something Deep-running In Our Natures.