‘But the mingled, mingling threads of life are woven by warp and woof: calms crossed by storms, a storm for every calm. There is no steady, unretracing progress in this life; we do not advance through fixed graduations, and at the last one pause…’
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
Roland Barthes, Camera Lucida
'[The] Photograph is the advent of myself as other: a cunning dissociation of consciousness from identity.'
