Notes, Thoughts, and Observations
'That is the big paradox of our times: humanity has never been so divided by so many inequalities, and yet so aware of its unity.' - Marc Augé.
The more connected we are online the more divided we are socially and politically.
Social media provide an alibi for one’s absence.
A photograph takes the place of an absence.
`A photograph is a dialectic of absence and presence. The silence that stains the scene confirms the absence of the photograph’s subjects even as it preserves, much like amber hardening around a wasp, the moment in which they lived’ - John Biguenet, Silence, p. 78
If one persists, one discovers that what might be supposed to be photography’s literalness is not literal. What at first might appear a limitation proves to be limitless.
One way out of the internet and back into the material world may be via the darkroom. Like Dante, one has to enter the darkness to emerge into the light.
It seems to me that an awful lot of painters waste an awful lot of time making their paintings look like photographs. Conversely, an awful lot of photographers waste an awful lot of time making their photographs look like paintings.
“I am not a painter, nor an artist. Therefore I can see straight, and that may be my undoing.” – Alfred Stieglitz
Photographs are not texts, only pre-texts, their silence permitting one to frame a glimpse of something prior and beyond textuality. One is, however, drawn back into textuality, the minute one opens one’s mouth, puts pen to paper, or posts online.