Artists Themselves Are Not Confined, But Their

Let's Face It, The Human Eye Is Clumsy, Sloppy, And Unintelligible When Compared To The Camera's Eye.

Language Should Find Itself In The Physical World, And Not End Up Locked In An Idea In Somebody's Head

For Many Artists The Universe Is Expanding; For Some It Is Contracting.

The Museum Spreads Its Surfaces Everywhere, And Becomes An Untitled Collection Of Generalizations That Mobilize The Eye.

A Camera Is Wild In Just About Anybody's Hands, Therefore One Must Set Limits. But Cameras Have A Life Of Their Own. Cameras Care Nothing About Cults Or Isms. They Are Indifferent Mechanical Eyes, Ready To Devour Anything In Sight. They Are Lenses Of The Unlimited Reproduction.