LONG ISLAND CITY, NY.- Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana Marx / Stuff: the precise affinity between the generic and the specific Ford / I see you’ve gone and changed your name again Cohen Sculptures everywhere. It’s space and space is everywhere. Space is in your thought, space is in front of your eyes and around you, it fills your mouth and infiltrates your hearing. Space is the stuff on the other side of contact. Our handswhich is to say, our eyes ears tongue nose respiration languageare all over the place/space. There’s this stuff called art. I’m really into it, or at least I was and think I still am. This stuff is a way to infuse space. Art is not sculpture somehow. Sculpture comes to establish a place; art subsists on space, but also transcends it. Art might be sleeping in the parking lot, but could also drive up and take you out for dinner. Art somehow happens inside of youit’s any of your proverbial hands