J.G. Ballard……


‘I believe in the limitless geometry of the cinema screen, in the hidden universe within supermarkets, in the loneliness of the sun, in a garrulousness of planets, in the repetitiveness of ourselves, in the in-existence of the universe and the boredom of the atom.  I believe in the power of the imagination, to remake world, to release the truth within us, to hold back the night, to transcend death, to charm motorways, to ingratiate ourselves with birds, to enlist the confidences of madman.  I believe in my own obsessions, in the beauty of the car crash, in the peace of the submerged forest, in the excitements of the deserted holiday beach, in the elegance of automobile graveyards, in the mystery of the multistory car parks, in the poetry of abandoned hotels.  I believe in the light cast by video recorders in department store windows, in the messianic insides of radiator grills of showroom automobiles, in the elegance of the oil stains on the micelles of 747’s parked on airports tarmacs.  I believe in the non-existence of the past, in the death of the future, of infinite possibilities of the present.  I believe in the death of tomorrow, in the exhaustion of time, in our search for a new time within the smiles of autoroute waitresses, the tired eyes of air traffic controllers at out of season airports.’ J.G. Ballard 


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