Filippo Minelli, one of my favorite conceptual artists (who's been featured here before), calls this, almost redundantly, "Nonsense." He says he shot it in the Sahara. The photograph--melancholy fenced in and deflowered by the absurd--seems particularly apt this week. A roadside memorial without a road, a fence that isn't a fence, flowers to the memory of nothing more than desert, nonsense itself as if crossed off by that horizon between sky and sand. Nonsense, in this case, synonymous with Gaza.
My thanks to Filippo, as always, wherever you roam.