1985

I sit quietly and look at Art History slides as the professor drones on and on.  Dust floats in the celestial light of the projector as it casts heavenly visions before us, dust that might actually be these ancient artists re-proposed as the image passes through them before appearing to us.  That would be like God, the image never appearing without first again passing through the artist, a Divine Intellectual Property Guard.

Rembrandt's Women Taken in Adultery