Through a Glass Darkly – Digital Photography and the Industrial Revolution (Part 6)

by mudrhetoric

Greenness peaks through the frame. The window itself has a green tint. Looking through it I see all things in green, but my camera pierces through this and draws out the real. But I recall Lacan, and I know that the real isn’t real. That real is illusory and unimaginative. My real, that thing I see isn’t seen. Only I see it. These photographs act as the unreliable narrator. Like the dwarf… knowing that all truth is crooked.

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