Lines of Desire
is a town planning term for the routes people instinctively take through
an open space, rather than those marked by paths.
Attracted by the unintended and unnoticed, I try to create this quality
in my daily life, weaving through the back streets and estates on my
bicycle, a camera always in my bag.
In the highly regulated life of the city this wandering gives me the
illusion of freedom and makes physical space personal.
The restrictions of paths, walls and fences are only the tangible expressions
of the rules, taxes, mortgages, rents, congestion charges and surveillance
by which we are told how to live and how to think.
Just as lines of desire run opposed to the rigid projections of authority,
the pictures that result from following them can reveal and explore
freedoms and desires that are suppressed by the matrix of apparent order.
To act on instinct and from direct experience of the world is to be
in opposition to this age of media in which we are continually tempted
to compare ourselves, not to the world around us, but to a soap opera
seen through the distorting glass of televisions, cars and computers.
I do not want to
tell anyone else how they must do this. It is enough to produce images
that, hopefully, ring true.