Correspondences (Ex-Spy) at 106 Green Gallery

Damien Crisp – 2009
Brooklyn, New York


‘Looking in vain for the ideal poet. An image of the ideal poet. Archiving seconds of daily scenes. Stealing news headlines. Steal Walt Whitman’s identity. Collect what I see. Steal snapshots. A state of infinite existential crisis. Keep the body missing. Mourn the loss of a narrator without too much thought. I lost faith in communication, and now fall from grace to antagonize each day; day by day. A slow and quiet and subversive violence to…..  – like the last stages of poetry just before it hits national television, a dead rose left on a window sill. My last memory.’