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Slow Movement

Updated: Oct 24, 2020

That --- not yet discernible but plausible. --- reaching in different directions, very slowly. Or at all? That --- when I became what I could not put into words. When I saw it.


"The best of the current sculptures didn't make me feel I wanted to have one, they made me feel I wanted to be one." (Frank O'Hara on Anthony Caro)

 
 
 

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