In Tribute to Tadeusz Kantor
Tadeusz, I am so happy to be in relations with you once again. It has been quite some time since we last met, Los Angeles, the summer of 1984 I believe. The Olympic Games, against the LA backdrop pretense of urban harmony, had inhaled the city. Downtown, hundred of homeless people were given one-way bus tickets to Arizona, “cleansing” the streets of a hyper visuality of basic human life needs.