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| Feb.2014 |
1 city and 1 slide film in my pocket
with the collaboration of Stansted Airport's x-ray!
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| Fulham |
This house had this singular handwritten wooden plaque by the door saying REFLEXOLOGY, so I rang the bell and met Mr. Reflexology who had just got rid off some stuff he didn't need anymore, plates, cups, etc., leaving them for those who want to pick them up, carefully positioned over the wall. He seemed a calm person. I asked him if I could take a portrait and he asked me what was it for, I told him I would just like to have his portrait and he agreed, pulled off his small comb from his pocket and adjusted himself. We said goodbye but didn't said our names.
Days after I was holding the camera in the street and noticed this woman walking and smiling towards me, so she asked me if I was doing some lomography. I had this beautiful heavy camera in my hands and told her I wasn't. So this is the portrait of the smiling Ati, Indonesian, who after the picture was leaving in a rush as I asked her name, she likes lomography but doesn't make it anymore.
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| Hyde Park |
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| SLADE, UCL |
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| City |
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| Bela |
And this is what was in my ears:
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| Greek statue, British Museum, 20.Jan.14 |
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| self, workplace, 27.Jan.14 |
“Obsessed with being, and forgetful of the perspectivism of my
experience, I henceforth treat it as an object and deduce it from a
relationship between objects. I regard my body, which is my point of
view upon the world, as one of the objects of that world. My recent
awareness of my gaze as a means of knowledge I now repress, and treat
my eyes as bits of matter. They then take their place in the same objective space in which I am trying to situate the external object and I
believe that I am producing the perceived perspective by the projection
of the objects on my retina. In the same way I treat my own perceptual
history as a result of my relationships with the objective world; my
present, which is my point of view on time, becomes one moment of time among all the others, my duration a reflection or abstract aspect of
universal time, as my body is a mode of objective space.”
Maurice Merleau-Ponty, 'Phenomenology of Perception'
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