Over fotografie en leven.
Flemish towns to avoid (91)
by lucas dewaele
Filed Under: dagboekje
, Debat over Kunst en Stof
, documentaire fotografie
, Documentary photography
, Lee Friedlander
, martin parr
, Vlaamsch Kallisjonisme
, Wat is Kunst?
: digitale fotografie
: Fuji X100S
: leraar Luc Dewaele
: preconceived idea
: receptive state
: susan sontag
: Vlaams Stedebouwkundig Residu
: Vlaams stedebouwkundig restgoed
Hi there. Just a thought, here. The next time you want to scare people away, try not using beautiful photos, OK? They might mistakenly regard it as an invitation. I do.
As Susan Sontag wrote ‘photographers are liars’…. I completely agree with that statement. Although in Flanders I already met some worse liars, whose names I shouldn’t mention.
‘Beautiful pictures’ : thanks. Beauty and awareness are my main concerns.
P.s. happy to meet someone from Indonesia, my favorite people.
Ah, that’s very kind of you, Luc. Thank you.
PS: While frankly I know almost nothing (if any) about Belgium (place or people), I do like these two: “Pièces d’identités” (1998, Mweze Ngangura) and “Jeanne Dielman, 23 Quai du Commerce, 1080 Bruxelles” (1975, Chantal Akerman) —I hope that kind of balance things out (however little). Cheers! 🙂
Well, my wife and I were volunteers on the isle of Flores (Bajawa Hospital) in 2011. And I went back around New Year to make a documentary on traveling by train in Java… P.s. I know the artist Chantal Akerman, not personally, but she’s well known.
I see. I bet the images (pics or vids) must be interesting. I mean, you with your knack of kicking distorsions out of the way (I’m talking about your shots). But hey, look who’s talking! I’m neither a photographer nor an artist. 🙂 Take care.
Just checked “Small capitals, please”, too bad I cannot really make out anything, including the humor. The translation confuses me, it even confuses ‘rupee’ with ‘rupiah’, I guess.
Dear Kutukamus, most of my pictures and certainly most of my texts are confusing some people. I have somes names in mind, but they rather remain anonymous.(It’s a local catholic way of keeping control). Don’t worry : I’m in an intensive therapy to learn to avoid this kind of confusion, but I’m afraid it won’t work 🙂
Meanwhile, if I could ever return to Indonesia, some day…..