Like an earth work were a few rocks are placed just so and one of them is bleached. Or like a parody of Horace’s own subjects – a cloud that is too singular, two buttes that are too regular and that special or singluar effect in the foreground, here not a flowering bush but a bleached rock. I imagine Horace stoping his Chevy because of the rock. He feels compelled – conventionally.

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