Photographs are the results of a diminution of solar energy, and the camera is an entropic machine for recording gradual loss of light.

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.

An emotion is suggested and demolished in one glance by certain words.

Objects in a park suggest static repose rather than any ongoing dialectic. Parks are finished landscapes for finished art .

Painting, sculpture and architecture are finished, but the art habit continues.

The scenic ideals that surround even our national parks are carriers of a nostalgia for heavenly bliss and eternal calmness.

Let's face it, the human eye is clumsy, sloppy, and unintelligible when compared to the camera's eye.