I love Rauschenberg. I love that he created a turning point in visual history that he redefined the idea of beauty that he combined painting sculpture photography and everyday life with such gall and that he was interested in as he put it 'the ability to conceive failure as progress.'
Now it is quite clear to me that there are no solid spheres in the heavens and those that have been devised by the authors to save the appearances exist only in the imagination.
