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Fatigue of "provisional painting" against its inability to die symptomatic of its comfort. The fragment projecting inconclusiveness. Allowing a build your own aesthetic adventure of possible completions, denying the definitiveness whose edges we could possibly find distasteful. Placing information on the table. "You complete me,": a surer sign of attraction. It's nice to know a painting cares about you. Not to instruct you, but be with you. Friendliness in painting. This is all on you.
It's that prophylactically-sexy glass wall behind you that's the scary thing.
See too: “Seven Reeds” at Overduin & Co. , Tony Conrad's Glass,
