Facing Up by Arthur Tress

‘New York’s mythology is solid, real, realistic; it’s in stone, steel and scrap, in the sumptuous and the starved, in broken down and fascinating machinery. It’s everything except picturesque. To find New York picturesque is to refuse to look at or to love this city, which is mad enough to be vertical and audacious enough to make a hole in the sky, causing dizziness in all who pass through or live there.’

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‘Tress is the greatest day-dreamer in town. Nothing interests him but his own obsessions. Everything left lying around belongs to him. He has fallen into the toolbox of sensual dreams and bodily solitudes of some indeterminate age, where a face to face encounter becomes a threesome that gives each in turn the right to come - the city, the other, oneself. For real couples don’t exist.’ Yves Navarre

Softcover, first edition. Good condition. Text in French by Navarre with English/German translation. 1980.