سموات الريفييرا: ثورة: زهور

السموات الخلابة. المثقلة بآفاقها. كأنها الخلفية الجاهزة للوحة تصور حقول “الميموزا”. والمقننة بالـ”فوتوشوب”. الزاحفة على زجاجة سدادتها جليد. بلا عمود فقري. سموات لـ”وليام ووردزورث” إثر رجوعه من “الباستيل”. وسموات “الحنجرة” القديمة. Continue reading

Eternal Sunshine of the Hipstamatic Mind

15 New Instagrams, Me Talking about Maps, and 2 Quotes

 

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Whenever the intensity of looking reaches a certain degree, one becomes aware of an equally intense energy coming towards one through the appearance of whatever it is one is scrutinizing.

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I can’t tell you what art does and how it does it, but I know that art has often judged the judges, pleaded revenge to the innocent and shown to the future what the past has suffered, so that it has never been forgotten.
I know too that the powerful fear art, whatever its form, when it does this, and that amongst the people such art sometimes runs like a rumour and a legend because it makes sense of what life’s brutalities cannot, a sense that unites us, for it is inseparable from a justice at last. Art, when it functions like this, becomes a meeting-place of the invisible, the irreducible, the enduring, guts and honour.

- John Berger

 

Invisible Cities-مدن خفية