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BULLEIT

Saturday, August 7th, 2010

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Summer course is over.  Drink to me, drink to me.

THE PRODUCT

Wednesday, August 4th, 2010

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photo by Mel Bochner

EDGES AND GAPS

Tuesday, August 3rd, 2010

“We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print. It gave us more freedom. We lived in the gaps between the stories.”

- Margaret Atwood

I’d like to make the kind of pictures that live in the gaps between stories, or even the gap between what is considered “Photography.”  I think that is where things might be most interesting, somewhere in blank middle grey spaces, at the edges of whatever it is photographers are trying to do today.

IN DREAD

Wednesday, July 14th, 2010

“In dread we are ‘in suspense.’ Or, to put it more precisely, dread holds us in suspense because it makes what-is-in-totality slip away from us. Hence we too, as existents in the midst of what-is, slip away from ourselves along with it. For this reason it is not ‘you’ or ‘I’ that has the uncanny feeling, but ‘one.’”

- Martin Heidegger, ‘What is Metaphysics?’ (trans. R. F. C. Hull & A. Clark) in Existentialism from Dostoevsky to Sartre (ed. W. Kaufman), 2004, Plume, 249

A MAN’S ATTITUDE DETERMINES, TO A LARGE EXTENT, HOW HIS LIFE WILL BE

Sunday, July 11th, 2010

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SPECIAL DAY

Tuesday, April 27th, 2010

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This was a special day.  We ate Hubig’s, drank Coors and drag raced scooters up and down the waterfront.

GONE

Saturday, April 24th, 2010

No more upset mornings
No more trying evenings
This American Dream I am disbelieving
When the gas in my tank feels like money in the bank
Gonna blow it all this time, take me one last ride
For the lights of this city, they only look good when I’m speeding
I wanna leave em all behind me cause this time I’m gone
Long gone,
This time I’m letting go of it all
So long,
This time I’m gone

In the far off distance
As my taillights fade
No one thinks to witness but they will someday
Feel like a question is forming
And the answer’s far
I will be what I could be
Once I get out of this town

For the lights of this city
They have lost all feeling
Gonna leave em all behind me cause this time I’m gone
Long gone,
This time I’m letting go of it all
So long,
Long gone, I’m letting go of it all
Yeah, This time I’m gone

If nothing is everything
If nothing is everything I’ll have it all
If nothing is everything then I will have it all

- e.v.

DESPAIR

Friday, April 23rd, 2010

Commonly defined as a loss of hope, Despair in existentialism is more specifically related to the reaction to a breakdown in one or more of the “pillars” of one’s self or identity. If one is invested in being a particular thing, a waiter or an “upstanding citizen,” for example, and one finds oneself in a situation in which one has done something or had something happen to oneself that compromises this being-thing, one would normally find oneself in a state of despair, a hopeless state. An athlete who loses his legs in an accident may despair if he has nothing to “fall back on,” for instance. One is confronted with the irreality of what one had taken to be one’s self.

What sets the existentialist notion of despair apart from the dictionary definition is that existentialist despair is a state one is in even when one isn’t overtly in despair: As long as one has based one’s identity on such pillars so that one is vulnerable to having one’s world break down, one is considered to be in perpetual despair. And as, in Sartrean terms, there is no human essence based in reality from which to constitute one’s sense of identity, despair is a truly human condition. As Kierkegaard defines it in his Either/or: “Any life-view with a condition outside it is despair.” In other words, it is possible to be in despair without despairing.

Sunday, March 28th, 2010

“Is despair an excellence or a defect? Purely dialectically, it is both. The possibility of this sickness is man’s superiority over the animal, for it indicates infinite sublimity that he is spirit. Consequently, to be able to despair is an infinite advantage, and yet to be in despair is not only the worst misfortune and misery—no, it is ruination.”
- Soren Kierkegaard, The Sickness Unto Death

HDT

Friday, March 26th, 2010

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