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Assorted fortune cookies by that local monk of the collage, Ray Johnson, wear an Oriental mien.  Buddha himself, of course, turns up, not exactly in a reverent aspect.  For the rest, he assembles fragile pieces of colored cardboard and bold ink drawings, small shrines to wit, wonder and shipped cream.  

Excerpted from Time, May 12, 1967.

Willard Gallery
New York, NY