tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post2495429893082335911..comments2024-03-28T16:31:27.365+00:00Comments on call me ishmael: WORDS OF LOVE.call me ishmaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-75648028102221954622014-10-19T14:15:13.212+01:002014-10-19T14:15:13.212+01:00Nostalgia ain't what it used to be.
Enjoy the...Nostalgia ain't what it used to be.<br /><br />Enjoy the transient moment. Not through a camera's lens or a painter's mind.<br /><br />The World is now full of voyeurs living through their iPhones. Secondhand lives through secondhand experience. People wax lyrical about a painting but forget to look the beauty that exists everywhere.<br /><br />Baron<br />ps. It's only a bloody photo!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-30240203425947523622014-10-19T01:22:10.146+01:002014-10-19T01:22:10.146+01:00Leaving aside personal interpretations - which are...Leaving aside personal interpretations - which are infinitely unique - what is worrisome about the widespread digitising of reality is that people no longer know or care about the difference - thirteen year-old boys demanding pornstar sex from their girlfriends, for instance; that creep Ray Cole carrying sex pictures of himself, for instance; everybody thinking they're in the movies, everybody thinking they're a comedian.<br /><br />My late brother wore glasses all his life, mr mike, and every once in a while would take them off, throw them on the ground and jump on them.call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-1459803261070544962014-10-19T00:59:45.958+01:002014-10-19T00:59:45.958+01:00Images are just that - images, raw data. Its what ...Images are just that - images, raw data. Its what they eye sees and how the mind interprets that counts.<br /><br />Since I started wearing specs for reading, I've noticed how its changed my perception of things, eg: some days I think the dog is looking fat; when I take the specs off he looks OK. Its got me doubting my senses now. Is green really green? Well not to my colour-blind mate who only realised after university when he applied for a job at British Rail, and was rejected.Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-69967837419106034322014-10-19T00:42:26.066+01:002014-10-19T00:42:26.066+01:00I don't know about that, mr oldrightie, now t...I don't know about that, mr oldrightie, now that nostalgia is commodified, packaged and sold, Life as a Greatest Hits album; as they say, nostalgia ain't what it used to be and the older I grow the more suspicious I become of it's mawkish allure, in others and in myself. Missing Courtesy is one thing, missing the Moody Blues and flared trousers is quite another.call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-9455336437973239312014-10-19T00:35:13.388+01:002014-10-19T00:35:13.388+01:00Eventually, mr sg, the only place to be is in No M...Eventually, mr sg, the only place to be is in No Man's Land, shooting both ways, and comforting the wounded and dying, isn't it?<br /><br />call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-57189889210824622692014-10-18T23:57:40.791+01:002014-10-18T23:57:40.791+01:00All nostalgia governs mortality and the fear there...All nostalgia governs mortality and the fear thereof.Oldrightiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03192587284458430556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-85362920242033929942014-10-18T23:09:22.038+01:002014-10-18T23:09:22.038+01:00Thanks Mr I. Alas I have not visited the Reijksmus...Thanks Mr I. Alas I have not visited the Reijksmuseum - I gather it has recently benefited from a rather fine refurbishment so a visit could be timely. In the meantime Rembrandt is on at the National Gallery which is much closer at hand. Re: your love of craft over subject matter - it is the skill of the marksman that matters rather than the position he shoots from. Perhaps this is why many of your contributors and readers wander in from the other end of the political spectrum to that occupied by your goodself.SGnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-21060133552268786922014-10-18T22:59:18.514+01:002014-10-18T22:59:18.514+01:00I had to stop myself sharpening the punctuation o...I had to stop myself sharpening the punctuation on both of them, mr bungalow bill; I didn't paste them, I copied them out, you see, and kept thinking, That's misspelt, that should be a full stop but that's the way they were. I think I preferred Susan Sontag and time's relentless melt but both are friendly hands, reaching over both art and artifice for human contact, albeit that in order to do so they needs must deploy both; odd, that poetry stuff of yours.call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-13253127541017748212014-10-18T22:46:02.663+01:002014-10-18T22:46:02.663+01:00It has become as though the digitised reality is m...It has become as though the digitised reality is more important, your majesty, than reality itself; i-GlobaCorp colonising Life itself.call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-8842941744969450762014-10-18T22:42:12.562+01:002014-10-18T22:42:12.562+01:00I have wept at the Rembrandts in the Reijksmuseum,...I have wept at the Rembrandts in the Reijksmuseum, mr sg, but at the divine craft, not the subject matter. You should go, if you haven't. Vermeer, too; those Dutchmen.call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-45836268392443799382014-10-18T21:58:55.395+01:002014-10-18T21:58:55.395+01:00Which is why ole Caratacus feels a touch misanthro...Which is why ole Caratacus feels a touch misanthropic when attending some event or other and you can't see properly for the forest of fucking mobile phones being held aloft. Are people so distanced from Life that they cannot just live the moment and experience to the full the joy of just being there?<br /><br />(Totters off to the decanter in search of another sharpener ...)Caratacushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03676339602955090535noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-68300686725329388462014-10-18T21:50:16.366+01:002014-10-18T21:50:16.366+01:00In fairness, it looks on closer inspection as thou...In fairness, it looks on closer inspection as though de la Cruz largely cut herself down. Anyway, a rich poem thank you.Bungalow Billnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-22523056598802840432014-10-18T21:33:01.403+01:002014-10-18T21:33:01.403+01:00Just watching Schama on Rembrandt whilst reading t...Just watching Schama on Rembrandt whilst reading this Mr I. I don't know if a photograph captures the soul, but it really is just a two dimensional snapshot. How many dimensions does a painter with the insight and skill of a Rembrandt capture? A rhetorical question of course.SGnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-63177248986303885562014-10-18T21:23:06.926+01:002014-10-18T21:23:06.926+01:00I find the banal family photogrhs most of us have ...I find the banal family photogrhs most of us have accrued especially saddening to review years later. Some irrecoverable instant, and knowing what came afterwards. That is very potent from Juana Ines de la Cruz, of whom I had never heard, and I see from Wikilies that she was another one, so many of them women, to have been cut down by the forces of darkness; she had to sell her books and other things she had gathered and was warned about getting above herself.Bungalow Billnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-129605977504766862014-10-18T21:01:55.997+01:002014-10-18T21:01:55.997+01:00No, Herr Baron, it is much more. Are you unaware o...No, Herr Baron, it is much more. Are you unaware of the clamour about ex-girlfriend, intimate 'photos being published willy-nilly; of the revulsion at child pornography and would you say to the subjects of these photographs that they should get over it, whatever that means?<br /><br />Nothing is just a photograph, that is just what those two pieces say, images come freighted with artifice, to which we add what we call interpretation; represetation by painted, snapped or digitised media is complex and untrustwortyu, get over that.call me ishmaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14369028864168461729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-4045200528847355762014-10-18T20:28:44.885+01:002014-10-18T20:28:44.885+01:00Get over it. It's only a bloody photograph!
...Get over it. It's only a bloody photograph!<br /><br />BaronAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6065998731267025499.post-70336493577140825402014-10-18T20:28:43.663+01:002014-10-18T20:28:43.663+01:00Get over it. It's only a bloody photograph!
...Get over it. It's only a bloody photograph!<br /><br />BaronAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com