No matter where I go or what I do, art seeps into everything I see and hear... Surely Marcel Duchamp composed this assemblage just so I could see that his spirit is alive and well. The muted building lights casted a golden glow, bathing these articles of "basura" into gilded tributes to the mundane and discarded. To see art where there appears to be none is one of the most beautiful qualities one can have.
"There is no art in turning a goddess into a witch, a virgin into a whore, but the opposite operation, to give dignity to what has been scorned, to make the degraded desirable, that calls for art or for character."
~ Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
Photo taken as I walked alone along the streets of Madrid one late night in November '07.
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