I Think There Are Different Ways Of

All The Gossip And Craziness Becomes A Kind Of Sustained Narrative Which, In Turn, Can Become History. It's Scary.

The Different Aspects Of My Activity, Whether It's Writing Criticism, Or Doing Visual Work That Incorporates Writing, Or Teaching, Or Curating, Is All Of A Single Cloth, And I Don't Make Any Separation In Terms Of Those Practices.

The So-called Language Of Barbara Kruger Is Vernacular Language. Obviously, I Pick Through Bits And Pieces Of It And Figure Out To Some Degree How To Objectify My Experience Of The World, Using Pictures And Words That Construct And Contain Me.

As With The Princess Di Crash, Which Sent The Media On The Most Insane Feeding Frenzy. From The Moment Of The Crash, The Pornography Of Sentiment Never Let Up.

It's Really Hard For Me To Use The Term 'history' In The Singular, Because It Suggests A Reductivist View Of How Moments And Events Congeal And Reflect The Passage Of Time. I'd Rather Stick To The Pluralness Of 'histories' In Order To Suggest The Simultaneity, The Parallel Forces At Work, Which Produce Lived Experience.