motifs: like-minded [[community]] seeking, when does performance become reality, fake it ‘til you make it (you’ll make it)
the necessity of exposed vulnerability of some, and the comfort of the occlusion for others (so me); never, fading into the background, felt so appropriate. there’s beauty in a quiet life.
if a tree falls in the middle of the forest, no one has seen it grow or fall, did it really happen? this obsession with capturing and freezing light, stopping time with images, is so long, and for a long time so meaningful (you had to be astonished in order to capture, the friction was incredibly high), yet we are now completely detached from the meaning. we went through a step-change in 2020 and, in my perceived pedantic ways, less and less I wanna freeze light; we commodified show and tell to an extent that, for me, makes capturing moments almost devoid of joy. remember the one camcorder in your sister’s 7th (or 8? 9?) birthday? that was joyful. the moment was as joyful as capturing the moment. I wonder if I’ll ever feel this way again, the realist in me says I won’t, so I might as well stop trying to freeze light and capture time in that way. but maybe chasing the feeling is enough stimulant.
I’m aware of this hypocrisy of mine, saying you have to be astonished to capture something. This can be read as small moments should not be captured and the removal of friction is inherently bad, as it allows people to capture the banal. I’m hypocritical but this is not an example of it. banal moments can be astonishing, I would say most astonishing moments are banal.