Writer, Curator and Professor of Photography Theory, University of Westminster, London
Remember, we live next door to the ocean, but we also live on the edge of the desert. Los Angeles is a desert community. Beneath this building, beneath every street, there’s a desert. Without water the dust will rise up and cover us as though we’d never existed.” So warns a character at the beginning of Chinatown, Roman Polanski’s film about water and corruption in the hot heart of California. I wonder what it must be like to live in Los Angeles knowing this. Does it make the place even less real, accepting the very grounds you stand upon could never support you? Or does this artifice sharpen the senses and firm the grasp upon life? Does it focus one’s attention on what it is we need to survive and make a life worth living?
Wayne V. Andersen (Professor of the History, Theory and Criticism of Art, MIT)
Shelley Rice (Professor of the History, Theory and Criticism of Art, Tisch School of the Arts, NYU)
Gordon Baldwin (Curator of Photographs, The J.Paul Getty Museum)
Frederic Tuten (Novelist)