Being here, in this time and place, is an indivisible and infinitely complex event. Joyce's íneluctible modality of the visible' comes to mind, and ineluctible modalities of all the senses, and of the inner sense or inner touch, can also be spoken of. There seems to have been a quest to ever more clearly and evocatively express this sense in Western art since the Renaissance which culminated in the modernism of the early twentieth century. It was as if the dial on the lens was being turned until the focal length contracted to zero. History did not end there, however. What happened after that? A multitude of other things, apparently, too diverse to characterise. But zero focus only reaches to the boundary of experience and there is no reason to stop there. There is a prior to experience and there are modes of expression which exceed the language of common sense. There are also strategies of knowledge which depart from isolation.