Let's Face It, The Human Eye Is

One's Mind And The Earth Are In A Constant State Of Erosion, Mental Rivers Wear Away Abstract Banks, Brain Waves Undermine Cliffs Of Thought, Ideas Decompose Into Stones Of Unknowing, And Conceptual Crystallizations Break Apart Into Deposits Of Gritty Reason.

Words For Mental Processes Are All Derived From Physical Things.

I Am For An Art That Takes Into Account The Direct Effect Of The Elements As They Exist From Day To Day Apart From Representation.

History Is Representational, While Time Is Abstract; Both Of These Artifices May Be Found In Museums, Where They Span Everybody's Own Vacancy

Visiting A Museum Is A Matter Of Going From Void To Void.