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I don’t care where the image comes from, I want to know where it’s going.

Somewhere a Modernist sits in his studio with his big brushes (so big, the brushes are) wondering how to activate the background, no—make it come forward, perhaps. Or do something, anything, other than just sit there. Can I make the background…dance? Ugh, what a girly way to paint. No, he thinks, I have skill! Or uh… the right kind of non-skill, anyway. And I have my colors! And my godlessness! The words of Hans Hoffman’s infamous painterly proposition, push and pull, pound his mind like a coxswain’s command… heave!… …