5/06/2021

Statement

Improvisational piece 

moving outward 

from the center, 

gradually becoming 

wider, longer,

days approaching 

summer solstice.


[LSS, 5/6/21]


Framing Device


It’s the illusion that makes you 

the work hanging on the wall.


[LSS, 5/6/21]

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