how they marked my life?
I was one of the insatiables. The ones you’d always find sitting closest to the screen. Why do we sit so close? Maybe it was because we wanted to receive the images first. When they were still new, still fresh. Before they cleared the hurdles of the rows behind us. Before they’d been relayed back from row to row, spectator to spectator; until worn out, secondhand, the size of a postage stamp, it returned to the projectionist’s cabin. Maybe, too, the screen was really a screen. It screened us… from the world. - Backpacking - I want to live like common people, I want to do whatever common people do, I want to sleep with common people like you - 1st Music Festival - Slag
The Boring Age…
yes, we haven’t reached what Stanley Kubrick predicted in 1968 :S
a Revista de Arte - Buenos Aires, 1957
La Mano Revista
