You’re about to embark upon a fantastic journey. It’s one of boundless time and space and it’s compressed with the pages of the book you now hold. I only wish I could experience again, for the first time, the disarray — visual poetry as a masterwork

Let me be clear at the beginning. I love Olga Karlovac’s Escape. The images are dark, blurry, out of focus, and that’s precisely the point. These are impressionist images and every one of them is an invitation to linger and dream. Turn to any page. Look at the image. Holding this book is dream-time, association-time, wonderful-time.