picturepeople #17

Love At First Sight (1)

No one can make you fear the ordinary and everyday objects of life like
Stephen King: I never looked at a car (or my mother, who has the same
name) the same way again (just kidding Momma). You get caught back up in
the petty and absorbing world of 70’s teenagers, and you get into the
evil, black abyss that is the haunted “car.” You even feel like every
creaky old man you encounter could be Roland D. LeBay, and his
“single-minded purpose and never-ending fury” will leave you beathless at times.
I have regarded and re-regarded and re-regarded and re-regarded these
pictures, and still I find a new slant everytime. Breath-taking and
chilling all at once. If you like going to bed with goosebumps and with a
night-light on, this is essential. Get them!!!

(1) The object of sensual desire is by nature another desire. The
desire of the senses is the desire, if not to destroy oneself, at least to
be consumed and to lose oneself without reservation. Now, the object of
my desire does not truly respond to it except on one condition: that I
awaken in it a desire equal to mine.
(1) Stephen King. Christine. 1983.
(1) Bataille. The Bataille Reader. 1997. 265.