In a black and white photo, a single image occupies the privileged place reserved for expression of permanence. In this space the picture is already there, an identity document, a document late in life, the death document, which issues the individual with the right to resign his/herself and to be forgotten.
But paradoxically it is the writing machine that holds aloft the singular and mutates the plural. It is through this tool, by producing a certain kind of anonymous laughter a literature appropriates and perfects itself, becomes an ensemble of solitary initials, the development of a singular individual identity.