Johnny [Shakedown]:
On the backs of ancestors
Johnny [Shakedown]:
My surface, [not] myself
Johnny [Shakedown]:
Conflict photography
Johnny [Shakedown]:
Nudes
Johnny [Shakedown]:
The sleep of illusion brings forth masters
Johnny [Shakedown]:
To be preoccupied with matters matters
Johnny [Shakedown]:
To want to see in order to be seen
Johnny [Shakedown]:
The ambivalence of image making is the delusion of truth
Johnny [Shakedown]:
Does concealment have to be part of every story (as if influenced by some sort of short term memory loss)?
Johnny [Shakedown]:
The emergence of a post-redemptive ethics out of the chrysalis of consumerist illusion
Johnny [Shakedown]:
The needy are, by definition, unaware of their neediness?
Johnny [Shakedown]:
Life’s too short to sleep alone
Johnny [Shakedown]:
That most elusive of individuals, found between her behaviour and who she identifies with
Johnny [Shakedown]:
The earnestness of self-importance
Johnny [Shakedown]:
From the crucible of disbelief
Johnny [Shakedown]:
His continual pandering to base controversy left his associates wringing their hands in nervous perplexity
Johnny [Shakedown]:
It became clear that the plays of William Shakespeare were not written by William Shakespeare, but by someone else with the same name
Johnny [Shakedown]:
Misunderstanding as an entry into the imagination . . .
Johnny [Shakedown]:
An opposition knowable only by the magnitude of its umbrage
Johnny [Shakedown]:
What’s to be resisted is present in the resistance to it
Johnny [Shakedown]:
What else can you tell me?
Johnny [Shakedown]:
Why am I what you are telling me that I am?