​It's scary to be lost. Well, most of the time. It's different when you get lost by choice in a vibrant big world city and stumble in the process on the most exhilarating treasures. Like a secluded little courtyard in the overwhelming megacity of New Delhi, a private little community with a huge old ficus in the centre, a dusty cow, a few chickens and a handful of naked children staring at you wild-eyed. Their small world...
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What do you think about sculptures that last only a short time? 

This burnt manuscript paper (sheet music) has some gorgeously sculptural forms but will fall to ashes as soon as it is touched. Still, it has all the qualities of a sculpture in that a material has been made into a dimensional form which occupies space. it is strong enough to tough and move and put on a plinth in a gallery.

I've been thinking a lot recently about the perceived value of things in general and art in particular, and how wasteful ​