Black Dog

Black Dog;
Aschau, July 2017

It is that time itself has been traumatized so that we come to comprehend history not as a random sequence of events but as a series of traumatic clusters

— Mark Fisher, from: The Weird and the Eerie


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That England is populated will always come as a surprise

Herne, April 2019


Geographers say there are two kinds of islands. This is valuable information for the imagination because it confirms what the imagination already knew. Nor is it the only case where science makes mythology more concrete, and mythology makes science more vivid. Continental islands are accidental, derived islands. They are separated from a continent, born of disarticulation, erosion, fracture; they survive the absorption of what once contained them. Oceanic islands are originary, essential islands. Some are formed from coral reefs and display a genuine organism. Others emerge from underwater eruptions, bring- ing to the light of day a movement from the lowest depths. Some rise slowly; some disappear and then return, leaving us no time to annex them. These two kinds of islands, continental and originary, reveal a profound opposition between ocean and land. Continental islands serve as a reminder that the sea is on top of the earth, taking advantage of the slightest sagging in the highest structures; oceanic islands, that the earth is still there, under the sea, gathering its strength to punch through to the surface. We can assume that these ele- ments are in constant strife, displaying a repulsion for one another. In this we find nothing to reassure us. Also, that an island is deserted must appear philo- sophically normal to us. Humans cannot live, nor live in security, unless they assume that the active struggle between earth and water is over, or at least con- tained. People like to call these two elements mother and father, assigning them gender roles according to the whim of their fancy. They must somehow persuade themselves that a struggle of this kind does not exist, or that it has somehow ended. In one way or another, the very existence of islands is the negation of this point of view, of this effort, this conviction. That England is populated will always come as a surprise; humans can live on an island only by forgetting what an island represents. Islands are either from before or for after humankind.

from Desert islands, Gilles Deleuze

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Devour the World

A bulimic approach to photography: a feverous urge to eat the world with my eyes, followed by a barely controllable vomiting of half digested pictures…


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From Chaos

Herne-Crange, August2018

“Why is form beautiful?  Because, I think, it helps us confront our worst fear, the suspicion that life may be chaos and that therefore, our suffering is without meaning.”

— Robert Adams

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Everything Is Broken

Broken lines, broken strings
Broken threads, broken springs
Broken idols, broken heads
People sleeping in broken beds
Ain’t no use jiving, ain’t no use joking
Everything is broken

Broken bottles, broken plates
Broken switches, broken gates
Broken dishes, broken parts
Streets are filled with broken hearts
Broken words never meant to be spoken
Everything is broken

Seem like every time you stop and turn around
Something else just hit the ground

Broken cutters, broken saws
Broken buckles, broken laws
Broken bodies, broken bones
Broken voices on broken phones
Take a deep breath, feel like you’re choking
Everything is broken

Every time you leave and go off someplace
Things fall to pieces in my face

Broken hands on broken ploughs
Broken treaties, broken vows
Broken pipes, broken tools
People bending broken rules
Hound dog howling, bull frog croaking
Everything is broken

— Bob Dylan, Everything Is Broken

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Useless Landscape II


That place next to the motorway: A piece of nature nobody cares looking at. Utilitarian nevertheless: A path runs through it to take you away from it. The houses in the distance – though it’s not far, no one really cares to go here. Oppressed by low hanging clouds.

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Useless Landscape


Landscape as in: a place for recreation, a place to enjoy the beauty of nature, a place to exploit, a place to make room for civilization, a place that is defined only in relation to the people inhabiting it or preventing it from being inhabited; and in contrast to this: The Useless Landscape: The piece of land left out in urbanisation, that place that has been given up and slowly being reclaimed by nature; that place that is merely distance, something we pass through on our way to where we actually want to go; that landfill with unclear ownership, that piece of wood that is barely cared for… that landscape that is useless.



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