Livingston’s work evokes the same illusion encountered in the line between the possible and the impossible, the believable and the unbelievable. The familiar sensations of a book falling open and snapping shut or the sound of a door opening and closing is denied. The spontaneous gestures on his sculptures recall the mark left when a book closes on a dribble of jam from the morning’s breakfast. The mark is familiar and recognizable because it occurs often; however, Livingston’s immovable, fixed wooden book forms contradict this experience of sense memory. We “know” his pieces don’t open and close, but it is tempting to think that somehow they must have at one time.

(From the exhibition's catalog)