cut / flow

01Nov06

(via pas au-delà)

1) Makes me, you know, miss my old neighborhood. All that semi-pertinent stuff flashing past, cab rides. The canyons, the recursive appearance of the same stuff, the same drug stores and bank branches, flickering past. Before I left, NYC was starting to feel a bit small to me. I now know better.

2) Probably could be deployed as a warm body performance of a certain version of modernist aesthetics. The rhythm of it, squeezing oneself into the (dangerous) flow, the flow, thrown into relief by the cut you make in it, sliding from dangerous to utterly beautiful…

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