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Prefab pioneer folds
"We took three small painted canvases and immersed them completely in water overnight. Then we put them in a freezer at minus 17 degrees centigrade. We did this ten times in a row and they appeared absolutely fine." read more
Then 2008 rolled around, and I suddenly found myself living in the middle of a total disaster. My life was a total mess. I had just quit my gallery and was struggling again with my work. All of the plans that I had had for living on Easy Street were totally blowing up in my face.
At some point a third of the way into Charlie Kaufman's new film "Synecdoche, New York," Hazel, brilliantly played by Samantha Morton, goes to a house she proposes to rent (buy?) with a real-estate agent. They discuss its merits and demerits, never mentioning that the place is on fire, with flames leaping about and smoke filling every room. Whenever we revisit Hazel in her house, the flames are crackling away, but the house hasn't burned down and no one says anything. Eventually, after she ages with fantastic verisimilitude, she dies. Smoke inhalation, someone speculates idly. Otherwise, never any indication of why, never the slightest surprise. The fire just is.