James Loks is a Paris based staff writer for ArtSlant. On the occasion of Paris Photo he thought it would be worth taking the time to ask himself some questions concerning the nature of art fairs, photography, and lack of real world Lynchian characters.
Listen, there is no way around it. In the article that follows I’m going to be forced to wield sweeping generalisations, peddle the occasional racial stereotype, and generally piss off the people of my adopted home. However. It needs to be done. It’s like one of those difficult talks that normally take place in the kitchen and are basically painful for one party.
The smoke from her cigarette doesn’t move. The air is too thick, the heat meaningless. The thin smoke hangs infront of her face and turns slowly. She’s reading one of his novels while he sits by the window shelling pistachios, waiting for the evening breeze to pick up off the ocean.