Polyptych.
The shallow depth of a single sheet of blank paper.
Photo real montage.
Wordlessly saying nothing.
An original piece that is instantly forgettable.
As exciting as standing on one leg.
How profound is the single bead of sweat upon the brow of an artist staring up into the midday sun?
Paper can be made from trees or grass but looks like neither in the end unless you draw or print such an image onto the blank page.
A rough scribble may be enough to convey the idea.
Our minds are designed to recognize suggested shapes in all manner of things.
The medium is irrelevant.
Is a question a question without a question mark.
One sunny day in Memphis 3500 years ago the Egyptians invented paper.
I could be wrong.
Wrap ideas in it very tightly before you write down your thoughts.
What are your thoughts anyway?
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