A familiar form has acquired both physical depth and a depth of meaning. I stand close, trying to decipher this time capsule of rustic parts, seemingly unearthed, and now entrenched in a box at the MOMA. An encoded message for future generations? Or an earlier time represented by the simplicity of an egg? I love the way my mind is preoccupied within--beyond just its smooth shell.
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