No One Needs A First

Every Day The Eye Is Subject To A Thousand Tiny Shocks As A Thousand Industries Compete For The Eye-kick, The Visual Hook That Will Lock The Consumer Into Product For That Crucial Second Where The Tiny - Or Not So Tiny - Leap Of The Imagination Is Made.

Recasting Fairy Tales Has Become A Publishing Sub-genre In Itself, And Has Been Done Both Well And To The Point Of Entropy. More Interesting Are Those Works Where The Structures Of Fairytales Are Abandoned But The World Of 'fairy' Is Imported As A Delicate Spice.

But There Are Times In Life When A Door Opens And You Are Offered A Glimpse Of The Light On The Water, And You Know That If You Don't Take It, That Door Slams Shut, And Maybe Forever. Maybe You Fool Yourself Into Thinking That You Had A Choice At All; Maybe You Were Always Going To Say Yes. Maybe Refusing Was No More A Choice Than Is Holding Your Breath. You Were Always Going To Breathe. You Were Always Going To Say Yes.

The Poetry And Transgression That Was So Much Of Surrealism's Anarchic Force Has Been Recruited Into Mainstream Culture. It Has Been Made Commonplace By Television And Magazine Merchandising, By Computer Games And Internet Visuals, By Film And Mtv, By The Fashion Shoot.

The Blood In My Veins Is Frozen But It Sings Of Love.