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I remember looking through an art magazine years many ago. It was 1998 and I’d just finished my doctorate in rhetoric. So I’m flipping through the magazine and thinking, This is terrible! I can’t read a word of this. And when I can, it’s drivel. My friend — a well-heeled filmmaker and image maker — leans over and says, No, no, you’re looking at it all wrong. Let me show you. He grabs the magazine and starts flipping wildly through it. Ah, man, look at that! Gorgeous! Then, turning pages with flippant determination:Nah, whatever, blech, blech, hmm, O, there!
You see, there are many ways to enjoy and even grasp an image of art, however, these following images cannot be grasped at all by the human mind. We have lost the battle in the search of meaning.
Why are there books on the floor? No sense.