Status Updates From Rendez-vous with Art

“I see these reliefs as they have come down to us irretrievably altered in the unforgiving operating room of time; in this case, buried for millennia under tons of rubble. We are now conditioned to like them stone-coloured, and I do. So I don't long for colour any more than I long for the fortepiano in listening to early Beethoven; I like the sound of the modern piano, the instrument of my time.”

“One learns that these reliefs were once brightly coloured… I don't fret about this. I do not live in the first millennium Bc, but today, in my own time. I see these reliefs as they have come down to us irretrievably altered in the unforgiving operating room of time… We are now conditioned to like them stone-coloured, and I do.”

My version of art collection is antique hoarding. Somehow still relatable