Still, I dutifully Vined, a job that largely consisted of me wandering around the museum to find art I wanted to Vine about... All my favorite pieces in the museum were sculptures... which gave me the impression that there were infinite perspectives from which to see the art, of which I was just scraping the surface.
All the best shadows came from the wire sculptures hanging in the elevator lobby. They dripped from the ceiling like candle wax...These last sculptures always reminded me of radiolaria, the microscopic organisms with intricate and crystalline shells.
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