Gulu Real Art Studio: Found Photograph book by Martina Bacigalupo
Found portraiture curated by Martina Bacigalupo for a series of photographs that give an interesting insight into the daily lives of people from Gulu of Northern Uganda, as well as a ghostly practice of absence that would make Susan Sontag proud.
Speaking on Photography: Ghosts of Absence and Susan Sontag
Here is an incredible insight on photography made well before the advent of digital photography. I would recommend to all of those that brandish the term photographer to read this tome. A brilliant writing on the state of memory and power play the camera brings into ones life by disrupting moments and capturing ones own ego in the world that surrounds it.
” A photograph is not just the result of an encounter between an event and a photographer; picture-taking is an event in itself, and one with ever more peremptory rights-to interfere with, to invade, or to ignore whatever is going on. Our very sense of situation is now articulated by the camera’s interventions. The omnipresence of cameras persuasively suggests that time consists of interesting events, events worth photographing. This, in turn, makes it easy to feel that any event, once underway, and whatever its moral character, should be allowed to complete itselfso that something else can be brought into the world, the photograph. After the event has ended, the picture will still exist, conferring on the event a kind of immortality (and importance) it would never otherwise have enjoyed. While real people are out there killing themselves or other real people, the photographer stays behind his or her camera, creating a tiny element of another world: the image-world that bids to outlast us all.” – Susan Sontag
Ramblings from the Author:
When did dance become one of the most surreal forms of art? To me it exists in the more primal nature of art playing off of movement and rhythm. Dance appears ritualistic and is most often completely devoid of function. To the masses its inclusion in the fine arts world is rare, but to a certain niche audience it is the pinnacle of expression. I am not trying to belittle dance or mourn its obscurity, I just want to bask in its absurdity and beauty. Even taken to the extent of spectacle, dance is mesmerizing and a great tool to deliver content over while still keeping itself intact as a form of dreamlike communication. Here are some selections (old and new) to give you a selection of my current bewilderment plus hopefully some inspiration for the best dance party night of the year, Halloween.