Then there was Philip Guston. He was the arch crank. Very little pleased him. Very little satisfied him. Very little was art. Always aware in his own work of the rhetorical nature of the complication, Guston reduces, reduces, building his own Tower of Babel and then destroying it.
~ Morton Feldman, Give My Regards To Eighth Street
The purpose of music is to quiet the mind, thus rendering it susceptible to divine influences.
~ John Cage
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