“There they rest, inert,
impertinent, in gallery space—those book forms either imitated or mutilated,
replicas of reading matter or its vestiges. Strange, after its long and robust
career, for the book to take early retirement in a museum, not as rare manuscript
but as functionless sculpture. Readymade or constructed, such book shapes are
canceled as text when deposited as gallery objects, shut off from their normal
reading when not, in some yet more drastic way, dismembered or reassembled.”
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