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...exhibition's auto-eroticism sector does, however, include one triumphal fetish - Larry Fuente's "Derby Racer, 1975." Like some pious Latino decorating a shrine, Fuente glorified a convertible jalopy with an undulating crust of shards, beads, mirror fragments and pearly gewgaws. It is still a convincing, near folk object - an automotive equivalent, perhaps, to Simon Rodia's towers in the Watts neighborhood of downtown Los Angeles...
...cult. By the time her body was discovered, her face was known to virtually everyone in Japan. Her disappearance had been as obsessively covered locally as the O.J. Simpson trial had been in America, exploring as it did similarly complex racial issues, only this time through a Japanese mirror. The blondness of the victim, the assumed Japaneseness of the murderer, so many issues could be read into this case: How does Japan deal with foreigners? How does this society dehumanize women? And most importantly, what does the crime say about Japan's moral state? The media had a field...
...year. I stop the car in the middle of a main street, just to see if anything will happen. Sixty seconds - nothing. Two minutes - nothing. Five minutes - nothing. Finally, after I don't know how long, a lone pickup truck comes up the road. I watch in the rearview mirror as he approaches, and casually drives past me, giving me a mildly quizzical look, and keeps going on down around the road. I contrast this with the instant fusillade of honking, yelling, fist-waving and litigation that a microsecond of hesitation during any traffic maneuver elicits in my current metro...
...Leslie, dear boy, why not try looking at yourself in the mirror and doing an elegant cha-cha? You'll see what you've been and still are: phantom lover, concubine, sweet prince...
...bravery that will move you to tears. I don't know why the world is so hard for some people, why some of us run for the refuge of drugs. I do know why some of us quit though. I followed the white lines of coke laid out on mirror after mirror. In the end there was only the mirror left. I had to look at myself...