A Woman Spent All Christmas Day In

At Male Strip Shows, It Is Still The Women That We Watch, The Audience Of Women And Their Eager Faces. They Are More Obscene Than If They Were Dancing Naked Themselves.

[i]nside Every Computer, There Is A Hidden Man Being Bored.

For Me, The Photography, In Its Purest Form, Is A Variant Of The Fable. Another Way Of Saving The Appearances - A Way Of Signifying, Through This Fabulous Capture, That This Supposed Real World Is Always About To Lose Its Meaning And Its Reality.

History That Repeats Itself Turns To Farce. Farce That Repeats Itself Turns To History.

The Skylines Lit Up At Dead Of Night, The Air-conditioning Systems Cooling Empty Hotels In The Desert And Artificial Light In The Middle Of The Day All Have Something Both Demented And Admirable About Them. The Mindless Luxury Of A Rich Civilization, And Yet Of A Civilization Perhaps As Scared To See The Lights Go Out As Was The Hunter In His Primitive Night.