Normally attributed to Mies van der Rohe, because of the New York Times 1969 obituary. But sometimes there are so many details that one becomes lost. Old nails, old paint and spiderwebs. Even on Mies van der Rohe constructions. But nothing so terrible as this. A detail from my balcony. Something I ignore at all costs. It’s there and not there. A patchwork of unimportant detail. And yet, the closer I look the more bedeviled I become. The world is a matter of perspective.