Month: dicembre 2014
Grigiabot
“Together with the centrifugal radiation that projects my image along all the dimensions of space, I would like these pages also to render the opposite movement, through which I receive from the mirrors images that direct sight cannot embrace. From mirror to mirror – this is what I happen to dream of – the totality of things, the whole, the entire universe, divine wisdom could concentrate their luminous rays into a single mirror. Or perhaps the knowledge of everything is buried in the soul, and a system of mirrors that would multiply my image to infinity and reflect its essence in a single image would then reveal to me the soul of the universe, which is hidden in mine.”
— Italo Calvino, If on a Winter’s Night a Traveler
Grigiabot
“The intoxication of leaving himself, of slipping into the void, of dispersing himself in the thought of water, made him forget every discomfort. And even when the ideal sea which he was becoming ever more intimately had in turn become the real sea, in which he was virtually drowned, he was not moved as he should have been: of course, there was something intolerable about swimming this way, aimlessly, with a body which was of no use to him beyond thinking that he was swimming, but he also experienced a sense of relief, as if he had finally discovered the key to the situation, and, as far as he was concerned, it all came down to continuing his endless journey, with an absence of organism in an absence of sea.”
— Maurice Blanchot, Thomas the Obscure
Grigiabot
“We can never put enough distance between ourselves and what we love. To think that God is, is still to think of him as present; this is a thought according to our measure, destined only to console us. It is much more fitting to think that God is not, just as we must love him purely enough that we could be indifferent to the fact that he should not be. It is for this reason that the atheist is closer to God than the believer.”
― Maurice Blanchot, Infinite Conversation
Grigiabot
“The intoxication of leaving himself, of slipping into the void, of dispersing himself in the thought of water, made him forget every discomfort. And even when the ideal sea which he was becoming ever more intimately had in turn become the real sea, in which he was virtually drowned, he was not moved as he should have been: of course, there was something intolerable about swimming this way, aimlessly, with a body which was of no use to him beyond thinking that he was swimming, but he also experienced a sense of relief, as if he had finally discovered the key to the situation, and, as far as he was concerned, it all came down to continuing his endless journey, with an absence of organism in an absence of sea.”
— Maurice Blanchot, Thomas the Obscure
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Claus Stolz
Claus Stolz .
Heliographs Claus Stolz.
Heliographs Claus Stolz.
Heliographs Claus Stolz
Heliographs Claus Stolz
Heliographs
CLAUS STOLZ (BORN 1963 IN MANNHEIM, GERMANY) IS A CONTEMPORARY PHOTO ARTIST AND PROBABLY ONE OF THE MOST RADICAL PRACTITIONERS OF ANALOG PHOTOGRAPHY.
CLAUS STOLZ STUDIED FINE ARTS AT THE FREIE KUNSTAKADEMIE MANNHEIM. STOLZ HAS BEEN WORKING FOR ABOUT TWENTY YEARS WITH THIS TECHNIQUE, WHICH HE CALLS “HELIOGRAPHY“ – SUN DRAWING OR SUN WRITING.
DURING AN EXPOSURE TIME OF A FEW SECONDS UP TO SEVERAL HOURS THE RAYS OF THE SUN ATTACK THE PHOTOSENSITIVE MATERIAL, AN INTENDED BUT WELL-MEASURED DESTRUCTIVE PROCESS. UNIQUE WORLDS OF MANIFOLD COLOR SCHEMES AND DELICATELY STRUCTURED DESIGNS ORIGINATE WITHIN THE BURSTING, MELTING AND CRYSTALLIZING LAYERS OF FILM. GROTESQUE MONSTER HEADS, BIZARRE GRIMACES AND SURREAL FORMATIONS PRESENT THEMSELVES WITHOUT BEING VOLUNTARILY DEPICTED. BY THE FOCUSED ACTION OF HEAT THE IMAGE CARRIER BECOMES THE OBJECT, A SMALL-SCALE PIECE OF STATUARY ART COMPARABLE…
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