Broken Cam #Photography – Cabourg 1

Cabourg is a little city near the sea, in Normandy, France.

I was there in 2009, for a whole week, with a cheap Canon camera, which was at the end of its life. It was cold and rainy, and I spent days alone, wandering around, listening to Hindemith on my iPod (I’ll explain it in another post)…

From time to time, the whatchamacallit before the shutter stayed stuck in this oblique funny way. I often took one photo “like this”, before finger-opening it. There’s some Amor Fati in the photographer’s mind, right?

I chose a couple of pictures from this day, to build a tool for thinkers & inventors, which is :

Tool (let’s call it “Use it before you fix it”) :

When something “doesn’t work”, stop. Think about it. What doesn’t work? What could you do “with” it before fixing it?

Where will you apply this tool : Painting? Powerpoint? Poetry? Blogging? Would you go until you think it’s a sign? For what?

 

You’re a photographer. You lost or forgot something? What do you do? Do you have examples? Is improvisation good? Why?

So, well, my broken Canon picts are a little creepy like subjective views in a cheap horror movie? Of course, but I hope I got somethings else :

  • a little eyebrow movement from you (“Hey, what is happening here?”)
  • voyeurismness (mask behindness)
  • questions (“what is the last picture about?” – it’s a dirty corrugated roof)
  • maybe a mood (the remote house in the mist with the fence on photo 5) – feel the cold wind?
  • an illusion game (droplet as an eye, seaweed’s cuteness)

 

Thanks for reading! Have a nice day.

 

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2 Goddesses for the world : Chronicle 17

What if the world was ruled by two sisters Goddesses that nobody on Earth know or pray? Imagine their loneliness or their anger, their boredom, their wisdom…

 

Rilke writes that there are three ways for a passion to die :

  1. Exhaustion
  2. Transformation
  3. Substitution

 

Seeds to think about and with :

  • “When you don’t examine Belzebuth’s proposition”
  • “Dramatize tensions for lack of solving them”
  • “Something happening for itself, and not as a preparation for something to come”
  • “An obscure text, even for the author”
  • “To take an interest in what’s left on the side
  • “Something is said, showed. Something isn’t, is hidden. What if you lean on the frontier between both?”
  • “Change down a gear”. When? Where? How? Why?

 

Moon rays catchers. Who are they?

 

What kind of inner silence do you feel when someone accuses you of things you haven’t done since a long time?

 

Here are some Eluard poems translated in English :

http://poetsofmodernity.xyz/POMBR/French/Eluard.htm

 

 

 

…the fear of being forgotten

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When your imagined map doesn’t fit with reality…

If you meet someone online, or even if you talk on Skype with a friend you know “in real life” but you never went to his/her home, your brain… works.

Your brain draws a map of this person’s apartment, or house.

According to the informations you have, you can NOT prevent your mind to invent “the other person’s place”. You’ve been there, haven’t you? Well, errr : nope.

You can hold two pictures of a room, or a complete Skype “Hey, do you want to see my place?” wandering : your brain does it : it builds a set of images and a map, it builds the light, the mood, the size of all of it.

Then…

One day you GO there. And this is disturbing. This porch, these lanterns, this mirror, this corridor, this carpet, this bathroom : you were all wrong, right? It’s different.

It clicks. You brain literally swallows the environment. It is trained to do it!

Now, you’re back home. And you have TWO memories of this place. Ah ah! So there!

The place you imagined. And the place you saw for real.

These are two different things!

OK, this makes us think, right? It’s a set of questions…

Our mind is constantly imagining what “will happen”, how this “will be”. Then, in front of reality, it… “fixes” it. It works in real time : if you hear a glass crashing on the floor behind you, your brain draws a whole decor, a scenery of “what I will see when I turn my head”.

What is disillusion?

Can you do that for a whole culture? A whole country?

What can we do, or study, with this knowledge? What if you were writing a movie? What tension could you use? More : what will your brain do with the first, imagined place, once you know pretty well the real one? Is it vanishing? Is it useless to keep it? Why? What if you studied the differences between what you expected and reality? What does it show about your brain?

What if you’re a couple and you both imagined the place you will be for a holiday, from a set of five pictures on the web? Would you talk about it, once you’re on site? I mean… about the differences of… the differences of what you imagined?

OK, I’ll have one more glass of wine before going to bed 🙂

Thanks for reading!

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10 Funny things I saw in La Braderie, in #Lille, France

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Mary in a box?

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Two siblings mocking the third one

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Animals watching shoes

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Wanna buy our chair?

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Colorful and elegant

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Bike on this and know what shaky is

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A bench to cigarette on

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Just in case of clouds leaks

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This bird comes from San Francisco (I asked)

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Robby on a flying saucer, obviously. A golden one.