Ruins at the Rose
Friday, December 8th, 1989![](https://www.rebeccanemser.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/meryl-formoflanguage-1994-Rose-ASrt-Museum-150x150.jpg)
The 80’s began with big, shiny, self-confident paintings, but they are ending with of shreds and tatters, and anxious premonitions of a ruined world. They reminded me of the ending of William Gibson’s science fiction novel Count Zero, when a brilliant computer distills the few remaining fragments of a ruined civilization into exquisite little constructions. Or these lines from a Shakespeare sonnet; “bare, ruined choirs, where late the sweet bird sang”.
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