Uchromia | Bloc 2

The place exists. Never heard of it say those glib in dismissing by disappointment, test and negative results and unidentified ruin sites. It might pay to excavate here but it's no paleontology to which I have known the disappointing that some relic presents. A minor glass case. A projection is that the fragment may come in useful. We've already arrived with certainty though at what shred can be chucked.

Here I stop any mythology. Any metaphor to archaeology is thus strictly analogy. Analogy though can segue to the material but only with familiarity and competent use as instrument. Off labelling we can make into off-tooling. I use scissors as cutlery. A cutesy symbolism.

So the place is lost or withdrawn or has misadvertantly angularised. A reassuring hack inspirationalism can say "it's still there" The periodic disappearance of the place doesn't suffer fool-counsels lightly. The differential between knowledge and actuation is cool with doting hope and plea for patience as accessories to the fact.

The differential is a pattern we posit. It's no pattern, we learnt. So we trawl the hoard and make. This is now a rote. As soon as I can't make the place a dynamic permanence I swap the fragments around. This piece is usually a vase but we jigged it up a bit and it's a public bench now. We can make a funny archaeology of the upcoming season of market items but for a museum of the future that's also an amusement park that does warn that if you die from one of the installations the responsibility is going to be ultimately yours,