Language should find itself in the physical world, and not end up locked in an idea in somebody's head

Language should find itself in the physical world, and not end up locked in an idea in somebody's head

Artists are expected to fit into fraudulent categories.

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

Artists themselves are not confined, but their output is.

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

Questions about form seem as hopelessly inadequate as questions about content.