The principal experience of the art I encountered, I found, was not the art itself, but the uncertainty and complexity of my own subjective response.
Cities are palimpsests, their contemporary surfaces concealing, though not entirely effacing, their more remote past.
Calling the idea of wilderness into question makes as much sense as asking whether the United States is a democracy.
There is a familiar feeling here: existential dread, impending doom, a light dose of despair.
Could we ban cell phone photography in museums and at performances?