Today I opened the old typewriter. Belongs to another world inside a black wooden box. I kept the black stripes inked, put down a sheet of paper and wrote: “THE MONOCHROME EXPERIENCE” in the only typography available, a steel Courier in capital letters (the maximum size than the keyboard reaches). I heard the sound of the keys hammering on cellulose. My fingers looked like a steamroller. Each phalanx executes a supernatural effort. Every time I wrote a word, a picture appeared on my camera. If I wrote slowly it affected the aperture of the diaphragm, with the space bar I was able to modify the exposure, in a full stop –during the writing– the camera changed the result in black and white, or in color. To activate the shooting mode on my camera, I must first write on the obsolete typewriter machine: “Point and shoot“.
Lluís Bussé 