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| Marcel Côté is a writer, photographer and web designer living in cyberspace. |
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| My mother is the daughter of Sicilian immigrants, my father a failed priest. I was conceived during the Cuban Missle Crisis. When I was seven we moved to Bowling Green, Ohio where I had long, greasy hair and was fond of polyester blends. I am the graduate of various institutions, none of them psychiatric or penal in nature. I have been a pizza delivery driver, radio news reporter, student of literature and philosophy, and Wall Street executive secretary. In the mid-1980s I was a progressive activist, helping to inspire a month-long protest at UC Berkeley against apartheid-era South Africa. From 1991–1992 I was a squatter in Paris, living in abandoned buildings with a community of artists, musicians, and anarchists from around the world. In the late 1990s I worked as an in-house programmer at a major San Francisco area biotechnology firm. |
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| Shortly after the invasion of Iraq, I moved to Morocco where I lived for three years, 2003–2006, working on my novel Not from Here. Some sense of this experience can be gleaned from my Moroccan photos. I want to live in a global democracy, a world without borders, where money serves people rather than the other way around. I dislike hospitals and airports, television and air conditioning. I prefer marginal neighborhoods and poor countries. I am a Christian, Buddhist, Hindu, Muslim and Jew. I'm seeking a return to the spirit of 1968, that fleeting moment when change might have happened. I feel that Americans are living in a bubble of self-satisfaction which even the tragedies of terrorism and war have failed to puncture. I am neither with George W. Bush nor with the terrorists, no matter what that man says. |
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| Photo credits: Ron Côté 1973, unknown 1977, New York DMV 1990, Tijanna Eaton 1998, Marianne Côté 2005 |
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