Lippold wanted to "create a memorial
Something large enough to walk through
Like architecture, linear, in pure expierence
Otherwise non-functional"
Like a novel
Like the story of your life
Like Dahlberg's garden of bocolic delights
So what did it mean
When Dahlberg changed his mind
Changed serpentine vines and trees
Like a novel
"A writer should dig out
The things they would not
Admit to themself"
Thats what Olson said
A disillusioned student put it more simply
"theres not enough character here, and too much personaility"