metaphysical & metaphorical musings : art, architecture, and arithmetic

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Epilude

"...It's the absence of presence, nothing more...the endless time of never coming back...a gap you can't see, and when the wind blows through it, it makes no sound...
...There must have been a  moment, at the beginning, where we could have said--no.  But somehow we missed it." - Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead

Photo courtesy of Kay Vickers