Banal words function as a feeble phenomena that fall into their own mental bogs of meaning.

Banal words function as a feeble phenomena that fall into their own mental bogs of meaning.

Some artists imagine they've got a hold on this apparatus, which in fact has got a hold of them. As a result, they end up supporting a cultural prison that is out of their control

Visiting a museum is a matter of going from void to void.

History is a facsimile of events held together by finally biographical information.

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.

Museums are tombs, and it looks like everything is turning into a museum.