Friday, September 14, 2012

On Orwell.

On shooting an Elephant wrecking village china shops rampaging wild and out of control.
Art manufactures art-ic-les and ice-ic-les are objects d' arte of grandest artistic endeavour.
How do I know that is true one must ask ones self and is the statement FALSE OR TRUE?
Hearing only whispers echoing down hollow corridors of historicity's strangest ancient valley.
Memory what is that, that equals storage vaults covered in dust, in cobwebs in ones garage.
Walter Benjamin's essay is in one of those endless set of boxes beneath those piles of garbage.

John Berger's summary of Walter Benjamin's 1936 essay "The Work of Art in the Age of Mechanical
Reproduction" is particularly poignant within the context of this setting here. "For the first time ever, images of art have become ephemeral, ubiquitous, insubstantial, available, valueless, free." The Gallery has been transported into that place where it is most accessible and so is present in the medium we call cyberspace, that place where all who view the works only need be connected. The paintbrush and the palette of available colours reduced down to 1 byte of 8 bits in pure saturated Red Green and Blue with the addition of white to form the pastels palette and the addition of black to form the shades palette. That International agreed on standard of colour called sRGB right there sitting seamlessly integrated into the Look Up Table (LUT) there behind your LCD, LED or Plasma Monitor or T.V.

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