poetry | photography | philosophy
In essence, Art has always been a trace of alterity. But at some point in the nineteenth century there seems to have occurred a very curious development, namely that the painter walked out and in his stead appeared the photography apparatus. With the advent of photography, the Arts were finally introduced to technology and could,…
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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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Vermeer was a painter. He painted photographs. This is to say that ‘the photographic’ has been with us for a very long time, at least since the happy discovery of daubing paint on walls and stuff. Paintings evince ‘the photographic’; but ‘the photographic’ could have only become known and identified as such with the invention…
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