technological ruins. faced with a transitory landscape, ruins continually pile up on each other. the city and the body become ruins. We are made of fragments urban culture is like vision Walking in the city is to experience the juncture of partial consciousness The narrative of this walking is belied by a simultaneity


reproduced to infinity. urban culture is like a hall of mirrors, its reflections continually pile up. a hall of mirrors is a reflection of urban culture


The poetics of
Everything can be reduced to language games.
Language as a system of differences.
Silence signals the already said.
The possibility and impossibility
Language represents our
listening to the poetics of
an empty space

The presence of the past

mapping of
space inside the frame onto itself
like a mode repetition
The nostalgia of empty and pointless

the end if the beginning

endless walking