epicenter of unorthodox bicycles

Boing Boing revisits Lynch's Rabbits.

i know too much about hospitals.
      i want to see those
congeries of secret-lidded eyes
      again rendered blank
& a place i might go on light feet.

The Golden Shovel.

Believing we are giants when we are dwarves--is this not a paradox worthy of invoking depths? No: it is simply a lie, when acknowledging the truth of abjection is what would save us.

"When Smithson built the sculpture, the water level at the lake was at an historic low and in the years since it has only been occasionally visible. Visits to the remote location are possible and have attracted a special kind of adventurous art tourist."