Feelings Are Never True. They Play With

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.

It Is A World Completely Rotten With Wealth, Power, Senility, Indifference, Puritanism And Mental Hygiene, Poverty And Waste, Technological Futility And Aimless Violence, And Yet I Cannot Help But Feel It Has About It Something Of The Dawning Of The Universe. Perhaps Because The Entire World Continues To Dream Of New York, Even As New York Dominates And Exploits It.

As For Freedom, It Will Soon Cease To Exist In Any Shape Or Form. Living Will Depend Upon Absolute Obedience To A Strict Set Of Arrangements, Which It Will No Longer Be Possible To Transgress. The Air Traveler Is Not Free. In The Future, Life's Passengers Will Be Even Less So: They Will Travel Through Their Lives Fastened To Their (corporate) Seats.

Terrorism, Like Viruses, Is Everywhere. There Is A Global Perfusion Of Terrorism, Which Accompanies Any System Of Domination As Though It Were Its Shadow, Ready To Activate Itself Anywhere, Like A Double Agent.

What You Have To Do Is Enter The Fiction Of America, Enter America As Fiction. It Is, Indeed, On This Fictive Basis That It Dominates The World.