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fevereiro 07, 2005
"It was night, it was
"It was night, it was another arrival at another airport, in another city. For the first time in his life, he felt he'd had enough of travelling. All cities were as one to him."
"But you can't always rely on pictures; they're not always there when you want them. On the contrary, they sometimes seem to avoid me, sometimes for weeks on end, even months. In all that time, I won't see a thing that strikes me, that seems 'worth preserving'. I completely lose any inclination to make pictures myself, and if I try my hand at it anyway, the results are completely random, images without form: because the eye that might have given them form isn't there. And then you can end up with the worst view there is: that of the tourist. The uncommitted view, the Evil Eye."
"After days of this blindness, it's two books that once more open my eyes to pictures and put me in the mood for peaceful looking: a novel by Emmanuel Bove, who observes and relates his subjects simply and with great respect for detail, and a book of reproductions of Edward Hopper's paintings. These books remind me that the camera is capable of equally careful description, and that things can appear through it in a good light: the way they are."
Parece bastante amigável esse The Logic of Images: Essays and Conversations. Cobicei. As citações foram pegas no fotolog ci_da_de.
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Posted by parada at fevereiro 7, 2005 09:09 PM
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