The syntax of Sol Lewitt’s “Wall Drawings” is halfway between the language of men and halfway between the language of machines. As a result, it is nearly incomprehensible to both. As one may be able to tell by my (somewhat illegible) handwriting, I was befuddled by Lewitt’s instructions, and attempted to create the shape from what little I understood.
I am thankful that our current computing machines cannot grasp the concept of tedium, nor that of frustration. I am also thankful that the typical exchange between a given person and a given machine is somewhat straightforward (and the reason we have user interfaces).