Métro Bibliothèque Bookshelves @ onestar press

Carter’s capricious insouciance, his love of primary colors and an unhinged suspended geometry are here with practical playfulness – and when one knows of his pop/punk/neobeat (& hilarious) pseudo-narratives involving clandestine radio/signal operators who “send encrypted messages into the foggy ether of the night sky and then have a savory snack baked in a concealed kitchen, embedded with a piece of micro-film alluding to future covert affairs…”, then the bookshelf becomes one of Carter’s mysterious transmitter/ receivers. As he says, “in Paris there are often several ways to look at things… and like waging a war, you don’t go unless you absolutely have to”.