| I’ve never been to Crete, though a cracked vase did figure prominently in my childhood, its fissure a result of the 1989 Loma Prieta earthquake. My mother moved it to and from every possible place in the house.
The impulse to rearrange reveals through its repetition an insanity, but it also belies a certain optimism—the dim hope that the next arrangement could be the one that finally breaches transfiguration.
Adrienne Chung on "Arrangements" | 