The New Job Of Art Is To

For The Machine Meant The Conquest Of Horizontal Space. It Also Meant A Sense Of That Space Which Few People Had Experienced Before – The Succession And Superimposition Of Views, The Unfolding Of Landscape In Flickering Surfaces As One Was Carried Swiftly Past It, And An Exaggerated Feeling Of Relative Motion (the Poplars Nearby Seeming To Move Faster Than The Church Spire Across The Field) Due To Parallax. The View From The Train Was Not The View From The Horse. It Compressed More Motifs Into The Same Time. Conversely, It Left Less Time In Which To Dwell On Any One Thing.

Modernism Is The Protein Of Our Cultural Imagination.

Landscape Is To American Painting What Sex And Psychoanalysis Are To The American Novel.

On The Whole, Money Does Artists Much More Good Than Harm. The Idea That One Benefits From Cold Water, Crusts And Debt Collectors Is Now Almost Extinct, Like Belief In The Reformatory Power Of Flogging.

Works Of Art... Do Not Force Meanings On Their Audience; Meaning Emerges, Adds Up, Unfolds From Their Imagined Centres... Takes One Through The Process Of Discovering Meaning.