I came to Marfa thinking about signs and symbols as systems of meaning, but I’m becoming just as interested in what happens to them once they enter the world.
They fade, tear, rust, disappear, get repaired, and gather meanings their makers could never completely control. Tonight this tiny flag was barely holding together, illuminated by the setting sun.
The symbol stays the same. The reading never does.
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@ArtBlocks_io ×
@OpenSea
2026 Marfa Artist Residency