http://www.markmooregallery.com/artists/mcc_jay/mcf_nvr.html
Well, that's what I read about around the time I had my first gallery in 1974. I think he went to a rooftop and aimed a glass at paper in a uniform way...
Okay, I'm confused.. that wasn't conceptual art, is was called Process Art.
My bad.
I bet they were connected, at least re a kind of opening up of what could be thought of as art.
This amuses me since a fellow I met at our gallery back then, part of a theater group who was subletting part of our space for a couple of days a week, went with me and a pal to an opening at LAICA, a very trendy place, LA Institute of Contemporary Art, to see an opening. (It turns out another pal had a piece at LAICA about then, but we didn't know each other, and probably would have been wary of each other at the time). The piece I remember in LAICA that night was a circle of clay mud on a floor. The art was to see it crack over time...process. I was floating somewhere around appalled and enthralled, as I liked the guy who came along.
He and I eventually married.
With a bit of distance, I got to see how watching clay crack in some kind of framework was a framing of process, which is not at all new, it's the eye on it. Still, while I could understand the framing as an act probably against whatever had gone on in art a year before, it still didn't interest me very much.
Eh, who knows. I haven't read the art history on all that.