"This is the way we are in real life and if you don't like it I don't know anything about it cause I'm living my own life my way and may God bless us all mebbe" ... "if we deserve it" ...
“This is a fascinating picture, which has something real to say about the matter of personal involvement and emotional commitment in a jazzed-up, media-hooked-in world so cluttered with synthetic stimulations that natural feelings are overwhelmed”
- Bosley Crowther, 1966
The Piazza del Campo in Siena is anything but congruous. It’s disparity is what makes it so jarring; one is constantly forced to reframe their perspective. Callahan’s print of the almost barren but never lifeless Piazza pays respect to this unique built environment and to the fascinating people that populate it. Though not my favorite Harry Callahan work, I deeply enjoy photographs that convey authenticity in iconic and photogenic locales which have been serialized through day tripper’s snapshots and mass produced postcards.
Az ember tragédiája - XV. Szín
ÉVA Ah, értem a dalt, hála Istenemnek!
ÁDÁM Gyanítom én is, és fogom követni.
Csak az a vég! - csak azt tudnám feledni! -
AZ ÚR Mondottam, ember: küzdj és bízva bízzál!
- Madách Imre,
Az ember tragédiája XV. Szín
EVE Thank God, I hear that voice and understand it.
ADAM I hear it too. Let it remain my guide.
But that last dream … I wish I could forget
THE LORD I have told you, Man: strive on, and trust!
- Imre Madách
“The Tragedy of Man,” Scene XV - The End of the Dream
“L’ironie irrite. Non pas qu’elle se moque ou qu’elle attaque mais parce qu’elle nous prive des certitudes en dévoilant le monde comme ambiguïté.”
- Milan Kundera
“Irony irritates. Not because it mocks or that it attacks but because it denies us of our certainty, revealing the world as an ambiguity”
"The creak of a stair that had not creaked before; the rustle of a shutter when no wind was blowing; the car with a different number plate but the same scratch on the offside wing; the face on the underground that you know you have seen somewhere before: for years at a time these were signs he had lived by; any one of them was reason enough to move, change towns, identities. For in that profession there is no such thing as coincidence."
Alfa Romeo GT Veloce 1975-2007
From: “Luce di Pietra”
Beyond the intrinsic beauty of the car itself, Elisabetta Benassi’s Alfa Romeo GT Veloce 1975-2007 is an exceptional sensory installation. Though motionless, the Alfa Romeo GT has potential kinetic energy that is palpable. I suspect not by chance, it immediately pulled me into the frame of a dramatic scene of a Pier Paolo Pasolini film. Even the image of the installation, as if a still from a screen capture, evokes this inertia. As the eyes adjust to the blinding headlights and walking around what begins to feel like a moment frozen in time, the automobile loses its impending sense of departure and itself feels like a three dimensional representation of a single frame. The overall effect is evocative and mesmerizing.
Earnest and simple. A fitting description of the subject matter, the photographs and indeed the introduction by Jack Kerouac of Robert Frank’s The Americans. “After seeing these pictures you’d end up finally not knowing anymore whether a jukebox is sadder than a coffin.” Robert Frank curated an honest look at the hearts and minds of the individuals that defined what it was to be American.
Though I no doubt have little in common with the men and women found on those pages, their land is my land. Their experiences shaped my nation and thus powerfully effected my identity. It is for that reason that this collection deeply resonated with me and why it has inspired this Tumblr.
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