Imagery is restless. It has no consumption waste; and yet, hails from a depleted sense of reality that feeds upon itself. As in a cycle –may there be a more contemporary notion. Images of real things. Images of images. Reinterpretation, appropriation…; it all seems applicable to fairy everything. And it all leads to the attribution of new meanings. Whether beautiful or ugly. Fake or real. Meaningful or meaningless… It is about how we look at things. About a refined notion of meaning, and how all that accounts for what is interesting in an image.