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An eclectic American, Mr. Albert List, and patron of mine, once mentioned to me the word "trillion". My guess is that he might have meant the international art treasures.

To cheer myself up, what about my own antiquities from Greece to America which makes me think of some of my work from a different point of view. My "Arrow Hommage to Times Square" resembles in a way the immobility and inward strength of the Couros exhibited at the National Museum at Athens, Greece.

I am also thinking of my metal casts in bronze and aluminum plaques that in a way resembled letter plaques displayed in Greece either in the ancient Agora or the National Museum of Athens. By the way, a sizable such full scale work entitled "Bronze Tablet Homage to the Seagram Building" (57 3/8" X 22 1/2") cast model made from plaster and wood was stolen from the art foundry itself, in the late fifties in early 60's. I am also thinking in reference to Greece of the classical forms, that of "Clytemnesta", AND of the Chicago project FORM. These forms were created from cutting letters (script) of commercial letter signs in my studio at 863 Broadway, in the early sixties. The origin of these letters, from which I cut out the shapes, I can no longer remember.

My Chicago project, [[strikethrough]] with its [[/strikethrough]] shape that resembles both the Arrow shapes of an "M" or an abstracted shape of a bird is not yet completed.

I am also thinking of several other works of mine that resemble ancient Greek sculptures. Most of my work, of course, has been collected by American museums. I would like to ask again the reasons for having to go through such a painful experience for so many years and extopissis.

Now, if a performance, should I applaud for the repetitious electronically or otherwise produced of my "invisible company"? Meaning repetitious "tapes" played twenty four hours daily that have lasted several years. These taped sounds that I have mentioned were possibly designed to isolate me even further because of their uninterrupted continuity. They included names of artists, prestigious art collecttors [[collectors]] or gallery people or writers and other professionals or acquaintances, friends, AND relatives, (AS DROPED DEAD)