poetry | photography | philosophy
Memory is the hallucination; Memory is untruth. Whatever. Memory is always, always! symbolic. If you remember it, then it did not happen. Never tell someone that s/he is following a red herring inside the courts of law. Bad joke. You remember picking an orange. The orange is a symbol. And so is the memory itself.…
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The eyes cannot see numbers or letters of the alphabet, only their glyphs. A 1-bit image would do away with sub-pixels and interpolation. There are no gradients in the pixel. The world can be reduced to numbers, quanta, but Man cannot see these, only understand them. And Man needs the machine to rerender the…
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Photographic. Memory. Mind not death, but the mind of the Other. Language is that which one invariably puts into words. This is the programme. “The existential-ontological constitution of Dasein’s totality is grounded in temporality” (HEIDEGGER 1962:488). …If only when put into words… Language – not Ontology, and not Alterity, that is to say: not Being…
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Words can be transmitted through sound or they can be transmitted through writing. As sounds or as written signs, words are invariably read. As sounds, they are read and understood by being heard by our hearing apparatus; heard words are heard by our ears that hear, and thereafter understood by simply having been heard by…
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I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.Whatever I see I swallow immediatelyJust as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.I am not cruel, only truthful‚The eye of a little god, four-cornered. Sylvia Plath, ‘Mirror’ (Plath 1-5) Ontology is merely the symptom. Alterity holds no sway over visual perception. The eyes strip the otherwise…
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Any thing is extended out there. Only the mind cannot extend itself out there (even though it seems to us that all our thoughts are extended, and reach and cover the totality of reality). The mind is a useless construct. Useless… unless we relocate it within its original and proper domain: Memory. The mind is…
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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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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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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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My Being is for Time to affect itself. I can pretend it is the same for the Other. One way of describing the manner through which Time affects itself would be something like: “This took x minutes to complete.” One would have very well said the same thing had one stated: “Once upon a time…”…
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