“In the last sentence of Maurice Blanchot’s novel L’Arrêt de Mort the nameless narrator writes: ‘And even here, let him try to imagine the hand that has written these pages: if he is able to see it, then perhaps reading will become a serious task for him.’ David Reed’s new work is an expression of this same desire in the realm of painting. By allowing us to imagine his hand, by allowing us to see his hand, he has exposed us to the serious task of seeing; how we see and what we see, and how we see in a painting is different from what we see anywhere else.”
– Paul Auster, 1976