One might forgo the entire list for the complete catalog of his paintings, but as a reminder of redolence and reconnaissance via color this takes the cupcake prize.

How to vanish, where to begin to use the visual to loose the visual? To think as I grew up these boxes were being created within miles of where I dreamed or somewhere in the infinity I longed for...

If there is another side what is the nature of the space surrounding it? Can space be tasted? if one can afford it the Catalog Raisonne is the place to resonate from. This is the essence of experiment or an experiment in essence.

The paradox being there is no complete catalog currently capturing the complexity and metamorphosis of this under appreciated adventurer, but this springs into how experiment is a sidekick of style, how fashion is nothing to be embarrassed by, is but a flickering image on a field of flickering images, dust motes, where beauty goes after Marcel has had its way with it.

From Avedon back through Paris, skipping for the moment Latrigue and going straight to Atget and the roots of the journey, another who had to be rescued from obscurity to show how heart and eye are one, how craft is the true mirror of caprice.

The sublime begins and ends here. The Pierre Schneider Rizzoli book is wonderful but out of print. This will do as a start...

Where grace begins, the wellspring.

Nothing quite like seeing it in person at the Rodin museum, but like Rembrandt its relevance lurks awaiting the next leap.

Where Duchamp meets something that goes beyond being there.

Playing with the playing field.

And beyond towards...

See you with...

Said the wolf.

Or someone who also knew the value of a circus...

Sorted metaphysically...

Through the enigma of creation- (Here again the five volume catalog raisonne is preferred.)

And light...

Or on the sea...

Or the mountain on which light...

To recover and go beyond what the conflagration took- (Part Deux to follow.)