Jane Bown. Woodsman. 1950

Ernst Haas, New York, 1970,

Bodies are becoming like cities, their temporal coordinates transformed into spatial ones. In a poetic condensation, history has been replaced by geography, stories by maps, memories by scenarios. We no longer perceive ourselves as continuity but as location, or rather dislocation in the urban/suburban cosmos.

- Celeste Olalquiaga

"Za Vas"


Could be translated as "I stand by your side".

A military-related tattoo.

Street vendor selling mummies in Egypt, 1865

Ernst Haas, A cloudy Night over the Western Skies Motor Motel, Colorado, 1978

Happy Christmas from bad times:
You are the Christmas of the outlaws,
Of those who laugh in disgrace,
Poor buggers who are betrayed,
And children of good race.

Saul Leiter, Christmas, 1950

Christmas in Alberta, 1968

Shell, Route 40, Catonsville, Md

“To get up in the morning, wash and then wait for some unforeseen variety of dread or depression.
I would give the whole universe and all of Shakespeare for a grain of ataraxy.”

― Emil Cioran, The Trouble with Being Born

An excerpt from a speech by Paul Celan delivered on the occasion of receiving the Georg Büchner Prize, October 22, 1960. (from Breathturn into Timestead: The Collected Later Poetry: A Bilingual Edition, trans. Pierre Joris)

Inside a Boeing 737-300 cabin in 1998