What time is it? It’s Time

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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The Dream of Eve

The brain is a model. A visual percept is an internal representation of an external phenomenon. There is no such thing as an internal percept of an internal phenomenon. An internal percept is inside; it being inside, it is inside. An internal representation of an internal phenomenon is an internal representation. That internal representation is…

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Punish me with kisses

You find yourself sitting at your dining table; on the table, various pieces of cutlery. You listlessly push each piece of cutlery over the edge of the dining table and dully watch each piece come crashing to the floor. Now you happen to be in a library. You randomly pick a book; it happens to…

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Speciously Valid

Science defines a photograph. All science does is define a photograph.  To dissect, to analyse, to investigate, to examine, to inspect, to study… actions all done in order to check whether reality is real, whether reality persists. What then, we should ask, is the difference between these actions and the act of remembering? Is there…

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See you

Let us concern ourselves with being. If we follow the route set by academicians to easily explain Heidegger to students, Being experiencing anxiety, which it has beforehand occluded, or, which it has been enabled beforehand to occlude, the source of, finds itself annoyed experiencing its experiences as nothing. Anxiety, which Being has made itself blinded…

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Genealogy of ‘the photographic’

Prior to the modern movement in the visual arts, painting was an exercise in incomplete realism. Painters had already disavowed that which would interest Heidegger and that which Heidegger would go on to question. Their painterly exercises in incomplete realism, though, attest to the fact that painters, seemingly not interested in philosophy, had through the…

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To know, or not to know, and to know – the question of evidence

I stand still at the end of an empty street. Looking down the street, I observe the street lamps growing smaller as they recede into the distance. Identical street lamps simply do not grow smaller as they recede into the distance. I merely have to approach each one in turn to verify that indeed they…

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At the end of the tunnel there is only you

We see things from the wrong end. This statement has serious implications for all photography lovers. Imagine a big ship, berthed out at sea. You notice the ship at dusk while looking out from your balcony at home. The lights on the ship are on. There is thick fog in the air. You do not…

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