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Saturday 17 August 2024

And as for...

actual conversation .. every Austrian i meet i immediately tell them  they sired Europes most important person..... i think they think i am a about to salute with one arm... but i tease them into...

" cmon... He died 1989... a neztbeschmuter..a  blahh blahh..."

" and his true genius rant on....


https://marcelproust.blogspot.com/2007/09/thomas-bernhard-on-photography.html

"Basically I detest photographs, and it has never occurred to me to take any, except for the ones taken in London and Sankt Wolfgang, and another that I took in Cannes. I have never owned a camera. I despise people who are forever taking pictures and go around with cameras hanging from their necks, always on the lookout for a subject, snapping anything and everything, however silly. All the time they have nothing in their heads but portraying themselves, in the most distasteful manner, though they are quite oblivious of this. What they capture in their photos is a perversely distorted world that has nothing to do with the real world except this perverse distortion, for which they themselves are responsible. Photography is a vulgar addiction that is gradually taking hold of the whole of humanity, which is not only enamored of such distortion and perversion but completely sold on them, and will in due course, given the proliferation of photography, take the distorted and perverted world of the photograph to be the only real one. Practitioners of of photography are guilty of one of the worst crimes it is possible to commit--of turning nature into a grotesque. The people in their photographs are nothing but pathetic dolls, disfigured beyond recognition, staring in alarm into the pitiless lens, brainless and repellent. Photography is a base passion that has taken hold of every continent and every section of the population, a sickness that afflicts the whole of humanity and is no longer curable. The inventor of the photographic art was the inventor of the most inhumane of all arts. To him we owe the ultimate distortion of nature and the human beings who form part of it, the reduction of human beings to perverse caricatures--his and theirs. I have yet to see a photograph that shows a normal person, a true and genuine person, just as I have yet to see one that gives a true and genuine representation of nature. Photography is the greatest disaster of the twentieth century. Nothing has ever sickened me so much as looking at photographs..."

It goes on for some more..."


 " thing is... England..i couldn't even say to anyone here any more....

" theyre so wonky...

"   my only truly enjoyed 'human'... i was in awe of.... 


   


"i saw her depart... mounting her little bicyclette.... to be coerced and nanipulated  into another 20km ....  
her blooded knee.... her plaster hardly on..... 

it was the most wonderful real living 'art'  in an image  .... but because i did NOT take a photo, when i could have....should have....  the image stays within my minds eye so so more vividly and it means something...real......

" as did her over her shoulder real cheeky young smile..."