The construction of a magnificent pose, an embrace of the elusive image: a reflection in the black mirror… driven by the unblinking eye of the camera. Lady gaga’s monster ball is one giant post-apocalyptic house party, she declares: “I don’t want to be famous, i just want to be a star!”
I contemplate an assemblage of images and rhythms to dream the ultimate fantasy. Celebrity. Rising. I’ll give hope to all the boomers out there who have surrendered to the rank and file. It’s never too late to risk everything. Especially your sanity.