against the decisive moment
The problem of time is like the obscurity of the sky.
Every thing is embedded in its own time.
Events can be grouped and their time overlapping,
but the time they have in common cannot be
reduced to one instant together.
Lowtech analog pictures, primitive pinhole, following the idea of the camera obscura with approximately felt and not measured long exposure-times, there is no preciseness, no interest in capturing a single moment, the fact , the decisive moment, but a time frame. There is intimation of space, but it's fluid as time, you can't see into, it is imagination. Photography as primitive depending for its persuaviseveness on confusions of fact and truth, appearance and truth, on the belief that the essential can be pictured requiring little explanation, time is irreversible, but it does not matter in this case, time and light as the basic properties of photography when they meet in almost optical unconscious. Pictures as a repository of memories and premonitions, a surreal diary of blurry dreams, an ecriture automatique, out of time and space, like being now here and nowhere.