I am an idolater who suspects images. Someone who loves the power of revelation and completeness that images contain, but who knows that this power is activated only at the threshold of destruction.To glimpse the image revealed in its complete state supposes, in my case, the assumption of a less favorable definition of the word image and of the word completeness: [that is,] to identify the image with the surface of the thing and not with the thing itself; to understand that the completeness is only an instant that escapes decline. An image is truly effective when it is in the moment just before it ceases to exist.