In Rome not a stone was looked at that wasn't shaped. Form had driven out all interest in matter. Now a crystal formation is becoming important again, and a shapeless stone is something. Thus does human nature cast about for help when there is no help left.
Goethe, The Italian Journey, 1788.
Form and formlessness. Human-made forms and natural forms. The fatigue of a world of human-made forms.
Is there a drive to escape human-made symmetry by searching for the formless or by looking for or even using natural forms to shape the human?
Is formlessness the ultimate goal to which we aspire, when we are too surrounded by form? In a structured space, do we seek to avoid yet more structure in trying to create place?
