Early February layover in Salt Lake City on the way to Sacramento. One of the cleanest airports I've ever seen. Above: same chair- different people- different phones- same comfort level about talking of their most intimate details in a normal tone of voice in front of strangers. At some point, humans will lose the ability to be alone, to appreciate silence. I'd love to go into how that relates to art, but I have to yell at some darn kids to git off my lawn!