Photography Has A Meaning Only If It

For The Man Who Thought He Was Man There Is No Salvation.

The Catalogue Of Forms Is Endless: Until Every Shape Has Found Its City, New Cities Will Continue To Be Born. When The Forms Exhaust Their Variety And Come Apart, The End Of Cities Begins.

The City Of Cats And The City Of Men Exist One Inside The Other, But They Are Not The Same City.

Everything Can Change, But Not The Language That We Carry Inside Us, Like A World More Exclusive And Final Than One's Mother's Womb.

The Sea Where Living Creatures Were At One Time Immersed Is Now Enclosed Within Their Bodies.