Theses collages are ruminations, far from complete or coherent statements. The fragmented nature of collage reflects the fragmented nature of memory acted upon by nostalgia. Taken apart and reassembled, these images of the proposed “good life” are shown to be empty at best, at worst indicative of deeper afflictions. Emotions have a logic and a drive all their own, a drive that succumbs to reason the way a rushing river halts for a rock thrown into it.
THE LUDIC GESTURE 