On Thursday November 16, 2006, it is raining in Paris but fortunately not cold.
Michel Szulc Krzyzanowski went to his gallery to dispose of his portfolio "PS series" he so successfully carried into the sophisticated Schindler elevators of the Le Monde building.
In Baudoin Lebon's Gallery, a second home to him being a nomad, he met the German artist Matthias Schäfer. He knows Matthias for some years and likes him for this positive energy he radiates. Matthias is a good guy in the jungle of the arts. Check www.okgallery.net
Being freed of the ballast of his own creative production, Michel Szulc Krzyzanowski proceeded to the Carroussel du Louvre where Paris Photo is taking place. He whistles when passing through entrance control because assistant art-dealer Caroline Bouchard of Galerie Baudoin Lebon has supplied him with a badge making him an artist sitting in Paris Photo bussiness class. They wave him through like a star.
Why did he go straight to the booth of his Gallery ?
To dispose of his bag and coat.
Joel-Peter Witkin was hanging out in front of Baudoin Lebon's booth. Michel Szulc Krzyzanowski got into a conversation with him again, being fellows through Baudoin Lebon. But as well-known to true Europeans, like many successfull Americans, Joel-Peter Witkin is a totally one way street. He only lives to hear himself talk, thinking it is important what he has to say. Like Bush saying, who is not in favour of me is against me. Soon, conclusion is that Mr. Witkin is pretentious and has not much interesting things to say as only self-glorifying statements. At one point, Mr Witkin, Joël for Michel Szulc Krzyzanowski, says with a loud voice : "I haven't been masturbating for several years".
Time for Michel Szulc Krzyzanowski to start making his walk among the booths of mostly uninteresting photography but meetiong friends and foes.
Caroline of Galerie Baudoin Lebon called him back and informed him there was an important message.
The curator of photography of the Centre Pompidou wants to see him tomorrow because of the new work he has made.
Pretending to be professional, Michel Szulc Krzyzanowski accepts the note where and when to meet Mr. Quentin Bajac of Centre Pompidou tomorrow, but in fact he realizes that now his disappointment and sadness, seriously bothering him, because of the person being in India while he wished she would be on his side, has more or less magically dissolved.
Forced again to philosophize, he asks himself what in the end is more important. To create more new work and have this presented to a large audience or to be concerned about a beautiful and most impressing woman running away to India ?
It is now and ever.
Now is the miracle she is, currently in India.
Ever are the images from the PS-series, for all of us for ever and ever.