Real diary (2001)
by lucas dewaele
Life is not simple.
Fino a che punto un’immagine è debitrice della realtà? Cos’è la realtà? Qual è la mia realtà? Un’immagine è la realtà? La bugia in un’immagine deve essere smascherata? Siamo tutti un po’ come Steve McCurry, che pretende di mostrare la realtà, ma incolpa gli altri della sua falsificazione? Il falso è la realtà? Dovremmo, come fotografi, mostrare la realtà o come documentaristi? Henri Cartier Bresson era un impostore, che “derrière la gare Saint-Lazare” ha sfidato la sua stessa teoria?
To what extent is an image indebted to reality? What is reality? What is my reality? Is an image reality? Does the lie in an image need to be unmasked? Are we all a bit like Steve McCurry, who claims to show reality, but blames others for its falsification? Is the fake reality? Should we as photographers show reality, or as documentarians? Was Henri Cartier Bresson an impostor, who ‘derrière la gare Saint-Lazare’ challenged his own theory?
Interesting questions. I think every picture (or indeed every kind of art) is, and every person has it’s own realitiy. Thus conceiving the world in his or hers own particular manner. Having said this, I like the above picture a lot!
All because one student started the discussion yesterday … let’s go philosophical 🙂
Lol. It maybe is one of the most discussed topics in photography. 🙂
And this student is smarter than me …