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Dear Jason\,

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To anticipate an exhibition by you in t he gallery has always given me an unusual sense of exhilaration. A sensatio n similar for me to staring out at the ocean &ndash\; giving me space to th ink about phenomena that I cannot experience but that I know exist. It is e xciting\, but in an uncertain way. Uncertain because I tell part of the sto ry\, which is not clear until the moment that it happens.

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Hence\,&n bsp\;

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We are the meeting.

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In the last exhibition at the gal lery\, you connected a copper pipe in the main space to the water supply fo r the gallery and ran it out into the center of the room. At the end of the pipe was something similar to a hose crank handle and a small paper tag at tached to the pipe that read\, &ldquo\;Build a great Aquarium&rdquo\;. A fe w years later the gallery flooded and was destroyed. Years of work and the lives of many paintings\, sculptures\, documents\, ephemera\, prints\, phot ographs\, writing\, and more were lost. These objects had so much history\, and so much potential. The history of the space changed in a surge\, flowi ng in and out\, like a breath. We all think about it differently\, remember it differently\, and a different energy now persists.

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Seeing aquar iums in the space will be hard. Drawing a line around the electrical charge of the space gives visual and physical life to this energetic presence. Sm oke from the chimney is absent\, and the sky is turned on its side. \;V oices and sounds from Mongolia\, Georgia\, Israel and Brazil\, will be trap ped inside devices that send them across oceans\, forests\, deserts and ski es\, and the gallery itself will breathe light instead of water\, from rose to white\, white to rose. \;

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A hint of Optimism...

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I j ust read this in Matthew Dickman&rsquo\;s poem:

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&ldquo\;A Buddh ist monk will wake up early on Sunday morning and not be a fork and not be a knife\, he will look down at the girl sleeping in his bed like a body of water\, he will think about how he lifted her up like a spoon to his mouth all night\, and walk into the courtyard and pick up the shears and cut a li ttle part of me\, and lie me down next to her mouth which is breathing heav ily and changing all the dark in the room to light.&rdquo\;

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It is so beautiful.

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I can't wait\, thanks Jason.

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Love\ , L

DTEND:20140222 DTSTAMP:20140923T004911 DTSTART:20140109 GEO:40.746998;-74.0062496 LOCATION:Casey Kaplan Gallery\,525 W. 21st St. \nNew York\, NY 10011 SEQUENCE:0 SUMMARY:We are the meeting\, Jason Dodge UID:313357 END:VEVENT BEGIN:VEVENT DTEND:20140109T200000 DTSTAMP:20140923T004911 DTSTART:20140109T180000 GEO:40.746998;-74.0062496 LOCATION:Casey Kaplan Gallery\,525 W. 21st St. \nNew York\, NY 10011 SEQUENCE:0 SUMMARY:We are the meeting\, Jason Dodge UID:313358 END:VEVENT END:VCALENDAR