Every time the cloud horizon lays itself down flat and still, like a Midwestern plain yearning to be the sky, Sugimoto's seascapes come to mind.
(How could they not.)
Posting by cameraphone enroute from ORD to SFO.
Tuesday, February 09, 2010
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oddly, I always think of your posts on him when I look out the plane window.
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