Tag Archives: Columbus Printed Arts Center
O the virtue of ignorance! So much nothing in this Doom life! Here’s the thing: who’s going to read this? Ask anyone but me. By Hercules, no one, not one person, no single body. Either sing a duet or be dumb in silence. Nothing between. “How deplorable to be deploring of art!” (There’s no basket […]
Walking around Washington Square Park, I sometimes think I see Ana [Mendieta] running, circling the park as she used to. We would wave to one another and continue on our individual routines. – April 1992
