I wanted to illuminate and lose myself in the dark spectrum of glitter. [...] I run for the bars - swear glimmers from my face and I start to liquify. [...] I'm aware of the camera's prying aggresion in the midst of flesh, attraction, repulsion, illusion. Later, the drinks wear off, and I share a numbness with the last of the party guests. Staggering out the door, I am drained and complete, in control and beyond control. This predisposition toward darkness and desire is my compulsion; the conflict between angry politics and sensual submersion partially resolves in the silver image.
(Larry Fink | Social Graces)
20071022
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