When exactly will you realize that photography is not important? Because: If it is important, what would be the thing about it that makes it important? Here we’re beginning to turn in circles, as everything begins with copying what you see. Not agreeing on whether the copy is worth your time immediately raises the question:… Continue reading Your photography is boring because your life is
Disappeared
JW: Oh, god, yeah. I mean initially for me I just wanted to be famous but that soon disappeared. Jason Williamson, in an Interview on “Treetop“
Complete Isolation
Everyone affiliated to an organization conspires to kill those in complete isolation. — Yukui Mishima, Life for sale
The Old Country
Eyes, days, door, the old country. Eagle eyes, a thousand days old. — Unica Zürn, Hans Bellmer, Ermenonville 1957
The Map and the Territory
If we were able to take as the finest allegory of simulation the Borges tale where the cartographers of the Empire draw up a map so detailed that it ends up exactly covering the territory (but where, with the decline of the Empire this map becomes frayed and finally ruined, a few shreds still discernible… Continue reading The Map and the Territory
NEVER MISS A GOOD CHANCE TO SHUT UP
REFUSE TO NARRATE BORED BY PLOT INFORMED BY ABSENCES WHAT IS LEFT OUT, SCRATCHED OUT PROGRESS BY: REPETITION REVISION ERASURE — Janet Malcolm, forty-one false starts
We are Paper
Yet now We feel that we are paper, choking on you nightly They tell me “Son, we want you, be elusive, but don’t walk far” For we’re breaking in the new boys, deceive your next of kin For you’re dancing where the dogs decay, defecating ecstasy You’re just an ally of the leecher Locator for… Continue reading We are Paper
The Inferior Parents
The work of the painter and of all other representative artists [is] far removed from the truth and associated with elements in us equally far removed from reason, in a fond liaison without health or truth. […] Representative art is an inferior child born of inferior parents — Plato
The Old Movies
I recently found myself watching movies that I have already seen before. Not movies of any personal significance to me, rather ordinary movies with plots that were already predictable to begin with: Having seen them before takes any surprise out of the stories foreseeable turns and upheavals, that – most of the time – led… Continue reading The Old Movies
nothing is yours
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