Wednesday, March 30, 2022

Lub Poeem at Baader-Meinhof


Frames make the interface, UI, the UX of painting. That we interact with, are informed through. We look through frames through frames through glass, and glass. Institutional critique is merely the remarque on the passe-partout. En abyme. Like looking the wrong way through a telescope, near friends waving far way, the aperture widens, widens, making painting appear distant, embedded in so much UI, even this, these words' wreath, dear U.