poetry | photography | philosophy
With the drawing of this Love and the voice of this Calling
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“tu devi andare avanti, io non posso andare avanti, io andrò avanti.”
The Unnamable – Samuel Beckett
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Su un sfondo sintetico… dipinto di blu
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Una rappresentazione appropriata di quel colpo di fortuna gettato via.
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One knows one has hit rock bottom. Verity of verities, to believe in one’s beliefs is necessarily to fail. One hits rock bottom… and realises that images, understood as copies, are done in imitation of one’s cares, of what one cares… to remember – of what one cares to care about. There is no end…
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One spends one’s time wasting time. Featured Image: Salvador Viniegra, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons
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The desire of Alterity is nothing other than the desire of another Being, which is nothing other than the desire of Alterity itself. The desire of Being is nothing other than the desire of Alterity which is nothing other than the desire of another Being which is nothing other than the desire of Alterity itself.…
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Depth is not, but cannot be contracted. What we lose in the photograph, if we assume photographs are indexical, is scale, hence the infinite. On the other hand, if we assume that photographs indicate, rather than index, then they lead us out of their flatness and back into the infinite. Progeny of photography: stereoscopy and…
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The human eye does not always see in the same way that the photography apparatus sees (here by the term photography apparatus we mean its common iterations, such as film cameras, medium format cameras, DSLR cameras, mirrorless cameras, bridge cameras, compact digital cameras, smartphone cameras, action cameras, etc.). I can be shown an image of…
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Photographic realism does not capture all nouns. Not all nouns are nouns. The object, that is the something that is thrown in front of one, is the noun proper. When language fails, the Subject is subjected to, thrown under, a Subject, which is subjected to, thrown under, the Subject – which is subjected; thrown under.…
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The photograph has no time. Paintings are in Time as extended by labor. The photograph has no time. It makes sense, therefore, to say that Being is or has time as long as it is lost within the time of Memory, a time indefinitely prolonged by making itself indicate nothing other than itself, that is,…
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Time is rapture. Anything that happens in Time, falls out of Time. Literally. Being is Time. Anything that is, falls out of Being, and is. Quite literally. In time, everything comes to be. What is the rupture that causes the rupture? Love. The “struggle between human being and apparatuses” (FLUSSER 2000: 75) is the struggle…
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The truth is that which happens. Everything that happens happens. But about something which has already happened, one can always say that that which happened to happen, then, happened to happen, then, only in the mind. But who is to say that that was not the way in which that which happened to happen, then,…
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Reality is perfection. Nothing outdoes reality, warts and all. Ironically, the most perfect painting happens to be a photograph. Paintings are merely the result of (the intentional or unintentional) poor use of Photoshop (coupled with the use of an expensive and very good 3D printer). Photographs are very cheap illustrations, especially the digital kind; underlying…
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