Rebecca Pyle
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February 15, 2019
So what does an artist in Salt Lake City, or in any city, make of inversions — the filling of the valleys we live in with poisonous hazes of automobile exhaust and industrial fumes — our mountainscapes behind a haze of grime, till the cleansing solvents of moving air, snow, or rain, free the landscape from their dirty hanging veil? (In a fairytale, the plight and conundrum would be expressed as: For a curse had fallen over the land.)
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