17 years ago, while living in Paris, being a young pregnant mother to come, while i was not wondering the endless streets and gorgeous gardens, the art galleries and museums, going down to the river -sitting on the dock -staring at the tourists boats at night time, passing under the stones carved old bridges, and lighting with their floodlights all what is around: the dark water, crating an outstanding theatrical scene of gigantic trees shadows falling on the building behind, and visionary scenery of ancient cities in the water - i was reading Paul Auster's The New York Trilogy - and was completely absorbed by it-maybe in reflected my own a quest for my own identity...the never ending one...
Naoya Hatakeyama: River Series / Shadow, 2002
In the following piece,Markus Rheindorf looks to the roads and streets of Auster’s cities, detailing a peculiar process of urban embodiment that involves blending in or disappearing as a negotiation between the internal and external. and Richard Swope writes about City of Glass(a part of the trilogy), analyzing the relationship between the story's protagonist and the city he inhabits (or the city that inhabits him).
Vera Lutter. 155 West 66 Street, New york City, VIII : August 25, 2005 2005 Unique camera obscura, silver-gelatin print 191.6 x 127.8 cm