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Acceptnosubstitutes.WolfgangTillmanscouldwellbethecoolestphotographerontheplanet,andhere'stheevidence.Alwaysimitated,neverbettered,he'sthelens-meisterofthezeitgeist,thephoto-journowhowentartside,amaninconstantdemand,movingeffortlesslyfrommagazinetofashionshoottogalleryretrospective.Hecreatesidentities,he'sthebrandnameofhip.FromRayGuntoi-D,hisimagesfeeliconicbeforethey'reoutofthefluid.I'llbeyourmirror,hewhispers,andtheGenX-kidsfindthemselvesreflectedinhisalwaysopenpictures.Makeyourownmeaning,raveaboutthem,theartifice,thestagings,it'ssoclosetohomeandsnapshot-casualyoucoulddoityourself.Butyoucouldn't.Framingisall.Everyshotisclassicallycomposed,it'sjustthesubjectsthataresoNow.Fromtheportraitsthatmadehimfamous,throughthestilllivesandlandscapes(underminingthegenreswitheveryshot),thissecondbook,withdesignandlayoutfromthemanhimself,ishighcolour,dirtyrealistheaven.Findingthestillpointintheinformationoverload,thesexualityinthemachine,andtheimageintheimagesaturation,Tillmansgivesusthebriefepiphanieswemightjustrememberasourown.