This is the word tightrope. Now imagine
a man, inching across it in the space
between our thoughts. He holds our breath. There is no word net. You want him to fall, don't you?
I guessed as much; he teeters but succeeds.
The word applause is written all over him.


Talent. - Standing Female Nude (1985)


This is the word tightrope. Now imagine a man, inching across it in the space between our thoughts. He holds our breath. There is no word net. You...

This is the word tightrope. Now imagine a man, inching across it in the space between our thoughts. He holds our breath. There is no word net. You...

This is the word tightrope. Now imagine a man, inching across it in the space between our thoughts. He holds our breath. There is no word net. You...

This is the word tightrope. Now imagine a man, inching across it in the space between our thoughts. He holds our breath. There is no word net. You...