Underground, they were amazed by the wonders that no one had seen. And today, no one knows. All we know is cathrode ray tube and cable DSL words and pixels and the lies that we keep telling ourselves. We aren't impressed by paper machie any more. We aren't thrilled to the sides of roads and crazy people who just do something and make art. We are broken, all on different levels and this world will be poorer for when these things go away. But they will. And then we'll all stare out into nothing. Nothing and nothing and nothing and dust in the spotlights, just kind of floating.

Photo - N
Words - S