We beheld the great room. The empty labyrinth where one is lost.
Illustration for article "James Tenney and the Theory of Everything," just published in Musicworks #99, though the illustration wasn't ultimately used.
Text: from the collaborative Kafka franzlations with Hugh Thomas. The original is:
In amazement, we beheld the great horse. It broke through the roof of our room. The cloudy sky was drifting faintly along its mighty outline, and its mane flew, rustling, in the wind.
Hugh's wonderful version is:
In amazement, we beheld the great room. It broke through the roof of our sky. The wind drifted faintly beyond its mighty outline, carrying the sound of vanished horses.