Last week i saw 2 exibitions here in Rome.
the Festival Internazionale di Fotografia at Macro...the stuff inside was shitty...
just a picture I love so much that I can not out of my head.
the second exibition was the worst..just crap!
Do you know this fuching shitty paris collective who stole the idea of psychogeography Lettrist to make money?
FUCK THEM and fuck all shitty radical chic people that were there and fuck Achille Bonito Oliva per aperitivo.
I was there to remember who the enemy is.
There is no limit to the shamelessness of men stupid.