book for Christmas and I'm just getting around to reading it. Art essays are not something I can usually crack into during the day. The house has to be marginally peaceful in order for me to make it through any dense reading, which is to say that it doesn't happen very frequently. Thankfully, my mom is in town for the week helping with the kiddos so I've managed to sneak in a few minutes of quiet reading.
I love this description from the preface:
|Brush Head, Body Object Series #5, Ann Hamilton|