Craig Schuftan

mallrats gerbils

The Smell of Commerce in the Morning

'Markets are the orgies of the early morning; and as Jean Paul would have said, hunger rings in the day, as love rings it out... But when I dressed and went downstairs, ready to make my entrance on the stage, its entire freshness and glory vanished. I realised that all the gifts of the morning hours are like sunrise: best enjoyed from a distance. And wasn't the light that had been shining on these delicately checkered cobblestones the faint red sunrise of commerce? Now it all laid buried beneath paper and rubbish. Insead of dancing and music, there was now nothing but exchange and trade. Nothing can vanish as irretrievably as a morning.'

kevin smith | mallrats | walter benjamin