La Carte et le Territoire
A meditation on art, fatalism, ageing, death, futility, all unfold in LCELT. In this world love is fatalistic and unattainable to the artist, the only thing in reach is money, fame, and dreams of the past which ultimately leave us empty. In this world, art is an attempt to portray reality for what it is, an impossible task, a search for the truth which can never be found. We can glimpse into the light but can never see it for what it really is. We all are at the mercy of time, which exists only as a result of our consciousness, and decays the organism rapidly and inexorably. With it we suffer, without it we are futile. All that is left is what we create, an account of our reality.












