Occupation: Writer Birth: September 14, 1954 Death: July 22, 1992
I am all emptiness and futility. I am an empty stranger, a carbon copy of my form. I can no longer find what I'm looking for outside of myself. It do….
Feeling animalistic. Feeling Hyena. Feeling Wolf. Feeling Dog. I am tongue and heart..
Transition is always a relief. Destination means death to me. If I could figure out a way to remain forever in transition, in the disconnected and un….
No one can really explain in a rational way what makes a good photograph or a bad photograph... This is why the art world will not throw billions of ….
... all of my life I've made things that are like fragmented mirrors of what I perceive to be the world. As far as I'm concerned the fact that in 199….
Darkness has completely descended onto the landscape and I stood up and stretched my arms above my head and I wondered what it would be like if it we….
I want to throw up because we're supposed to quietly and politely make house in this killing machine called America and pay taxes to support our own ….
I worry that friends will slowly become professional pallbearers, waiting for each death, of their lovers, friends and neighbors, and polishing their….
Bottom line, if people don't say what they believe, those ideas and feelings get lost. If they are lost often enough, those ideas and feelings never ….
I've been in rage all my life at this thing we call 'society'.
To me, photographs are like words and I generally will place many photographs together or print them one inside the other in order to construct a fre….
History is made and preserved by and for particular classes of people. A camera in some hands can preserve an alternate history..