I decided then to take as a guide for my new analysis the attraction I felt for certain photographs. For this attraction, at least, I was certain. What to call it? Fascination? No, this photograph which I pick out and which I love has nothing in common with the shiny point which sways before your eyes and makes your head swim; what it produces in me is the very opposite of hebetude; something more like an internal agitation, an excitement, a certain labor too, the pressure of the unspeakable which wants to be spoken.
Roland Barthes – Camera Lucida
Photo : Burt Glinn
…what it produces in me is the very opposite of hebetude; something more like an internal agitation, an excitement, a certain labor too, the pressure of the unspeakable which wants to be spoken.
Isn’t it great? Isn’t it the great, perfect expression of a seed for a thinker? What catches your brain, and why? A photography, a poem, a music? A conversation, an idea, a blog article?
Who knows this? :
the pressure of the unspeakable which wants to be spoken
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