The prospects for a coherent hilarious and consistent American comedy seem to lessen every year as the poor waterlogged gassy corpse called 'Evan Almighty' proved when it floated ashore recently. So there's a temptation to think too highly of Robin Williams's uneven but occasionally funny 'License to Wed.'
When the rose and the cross are united the alchemical marriage is complete and the drama ends. Then we wake from history and enter eternity.
Our culture now wonderfully alchemically transforms images and history into artistic material. The possibilities seem endless and wide open.
The alchemy of good curating amounts to this: Sometimes placing one work of art near another makes one plus one equal three. Two artworks arranged alchemically leave each intact transform both and create a third thing.
The price of a work of art has nothing to do with what the work of art is can do or is worth on an existential alchemical level.