A Pastiche of Bec on Behance and Fragments of a Song by Laura Branigan with Acknowledgements to Louis Dazy and Anselm Hollo

Anselm Hollo was a published poet. His work survives him in books. Likewise, Laura Branigan's songs survive her on compact disc. Plenty of them exist and can be played on hi-fi apparatus as long as it keeps functioning. Even Louis Dazy has published a book ('Dreams In Technicolor') and thus some tangible vestige of his contribution to art can be expected eventually to survive him. But what of all the art and literature on websites such as ipernity which has no existence in other media? When the day comes that subscriptions are not paid, and space on the servers is needed for new material, will it be swept away like so much rubbish? Have we all become essentially ephemeral in our endeavours?