Rarely does a work of art haunt my dreams and invade my consciousness, forcing me to truly meditate on the phrase ars longa, vita brevis. Consider Urs Fischer’s sculptures from the 2011 Venice Biennale. I think the feeling is called “resonance.” They’re hard to forget once you’ve seen them. Giambologna’s Rape of the Sabine is dramatically reproduced as a giant wax sculpture that melts before your eyes. It has my reflecting… If we knew nothing, perhaps our senses would be sharper, our relations with the nature of our materials would be more intimate, and our intentions would be simpler. Perhaps.