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As the son of Robert Ryman, it is my job to walk in his footsteps to the front door of the family mansion and burn it to the ground; then claim that the conflagration is not so much a rejection or celebration but a negotiation-worth-having, which must be lived consciously in the space between contradictions. In this sense, there is no such thing as contradiction, only the fire that burns amidst the networks made up of them.(WP.L, 2005)