September 20 2005

Text By Greg Fallis

Nothing lasts forever. The smaller things go first. People die, buildings fall to the ground, empires collapse, mountains are ground down. Linus Gelber beautifully illustrates the fragile, thin line between the substantial and the ephemeral. We see a ghostly image in front of the more seemingly solid human forms; we see a ghostly image behind the more seemingly solid structural forms.

There is a hole in the night sky where tall buildings once stood. Nothing lasts forever. Except faith. Hope. Love.