Love's Labor's Lost and Found: A Meditation on Fluxus, Family, and Somethings Else

In 1992 I took a seminar at the University of Chicago with the art historian Charles Harrison. He died last summer (2009), and in our last e-mails I was drawn back to several conversations we had during that time. ... Did it matter if the artist ate eggs before painting this or that? Or drank coffee? Was there an argument with someone earlier about something trivial that affected the way the work looks? If it affected the artist, did it necessarily affect the artwork? Is there any relevance for how the artwork resonates with its time? How would we know? While we tended to different views on the broad relevance of the questions, we shared an enduring interest in the ongoing conversation.