The Museum Spreads Its Surfaces Everywhere, And

Words For Mental Processes Are All Derived From Physical Things.

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.

Cultural Confinement Takes Place When A Curator Imposes His Own Limits On An Art Exhibition, Rather Than Asking An Artist To Set His Limits.

Questions About Form Seem As Hopelessly Inadequate As Questions About Content.

As Long As Cameras Are Around No Artist Will Be Free Of Bewilderment.