Healed of the wretched wound forced on it by the commandment that it immortalise, representation has become the turbulent freedom of mortality, the public art of forgetting, the publicising of amnesia, the publication of erasure. Love now for us, the possibility of solidarity, is decorated with the emblems of a changing world, composting the dying to provide the mulch for a potent and irrevocable evolution towards a future in which our very loss alone allows us to participate.

A World Turned Upside Down