BRUSSELS 2003
Tuxedomoon summer adventure 2003Why? Why do I do it? Why do I labor on through the day at my computer until my eyes are hanging out like radishes on stalks? What is this compulsion to distill my experience, encode it and put it out on the web FOR ALL TO SEE?
It must certainly be the chill breath of the Grim Reaper on my neck. Is it important that others see each moment I experience exactly as I saw it in the moment that
it was seen?
I suppose this is the artist's quandry. When he stops to question why it isn't very long before he just...stops.
That said, I submit to you these photo galleries.
Here are a great many images which are poignant as hell to me but may leave you cold. We shall see.
self-portraits
2000-2003
postcards (2002)
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