Burns

… evokes the mind and thought advancing into the unknown, venturing far and wide with the caution of coastal navigation. Just as fire needs a hearth, we rely on what already exists. But by remaining too focused on the latter, we risk sinking into the shared, soon-to-be-formless, and ultimately nothingness. The place to live and to inhabit is the periphery, the in-between, the no-man’s-land, the place where the known and the unknown observe, coexist, and mingle according to the random pattern crackling around the great white shadow. It is what drives a Robert Frank to leave Switzerland, too central in his eyes, for marginal lands. It is the space of dynamism and movement, of spontaneity and nuance, of unity and diversity, of the present and the future, when every hearth shrinks, freezes, and destroys.