After dinner, we saw the sun set on the gulf and then went up to Rauschenberg’s beach house for drinks and a chat with confab members on Rising Seas. Thumbing through the books on the coffee table I found this second work on ice. This one in Los Angeles in 1981.
I am looking at flooding his studio here in Captiva with melting ice, including some from the Western Antarctic Ice Sheet. A pre-eventuality, if you will.