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i caught the dishwasher mid-soliloquy. it was debating cereal versus existentialism. the cereal won. there’s something beautiful about kitchens that don’t pretend to be more than they are. just light, structure and some crunchy drama.

In honor of Jean Genet and his utterly brilliant first novel.

Genet is at right.

Reached #74 in Explore, 8/14

 

N = Novel, and I'm a Nerd!

GTWL = Light

 

For those of you who point out how I never smile ... here's a tiny glimpse.

 

I'm quoting an excerpt from Kundera's The Unbearable Lightness of Being. My picture is a poor attempt to honor one of my favorite novels. Maybe those who have read it will appreciate it, and those who haven't will add it to their To-Read lists!! :)

 

"Early in the novel that Tereza clutched under her arm when she went to visit Tomas, Anna meets Vronsky in curious circumstances: they are at the railway station when someone is run over by a train. At the end of the novel, Anna throws herself under a train. This symmetrical composition--the same motif appears at the beginning and at the end--may seem quite "novelistic" to you, and I am willing to agree, but only on condition that you refrain from reading such notions as "fictive," "fabricated," and "untrue to life" into the word "novelistic." Because human lives are composed in precisely such a fashion.

They are composed like music. Guided by his sense of beauty, an individual transforms a fortuitous occurrence (Beethoven's music, death under a train) into a motif, which then assumes a permanent place in the composition of the individual's life. Anna could have chosen another way to take her life. But the motif of death and the railway station, unforgettably bound to the birth of love, enticed her in her hour of despair with its dark beauty. Without realizing it, the individual composes his life according to the laws of beauty even in times of great distress.

It is wrong, then, to chide the novel for being fascinated by mysterious coincidences (like the meeting of Anna, Vronsky, the railway station, and death or the meeting of Beethoven, Tomas, Tereza, and the cognac), but it is right to chide man for being blind to such coincidences in his daily life. For he thereby deprives his life of a dimension of beauty."

 

Accompanying Music: "Gnossienne No. 1" - Eric Satie

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Cómo aceptar que la vida sea digna de ser vivida, a pesar de todo lo adverso que hay en ella, es el tema central del existencialismo. Víktor Frankl afirma que vivir es aceptar con dignidad el desafío que plantea la vida, con su carga de adversidad, y sobrevivir es hallar el sentido de ese sufrimiento.

 

¿Qué es el hombre, entonces? El ser humano es alguien inevitablemente afectado por su entorno. Sin embargo, el hombre tiene una cierta capacidad de elección, ya que puede conservar un vestigio de libertad espiritual, de independencia mental, incluso cuando se encuentra en circunstancias terribles de tensión psíquica y física. Al hombre se le puede arrebatar todo, salvo una cosa: la última de las libertades humanas, la elección de la actitud personal ante un conjunto de circunstancias para decidir su propio camino.

 

Aun cuando parezca que las circunstancias son más fuertes, siempre hay ocasiones para elegir si uno va a ser o no juguete de dichas circunstancias, renunciando a la libertad y a la dignidad. Es esta libertad espiritual, que no se nos puede arrebatar lo que hace que la vida tenga sentido y propósito.

 

El modo en que un hombre acepta su destino y todo el sufrimiento que éste conlleva, la forma en que carga su cruz, le da muchas oportunidades —incluso bajo las peores de las adversidades— para dar a su vida un sentido más profundo. Puede conservar su valor, su dignidad, su generosidad.O bien, en la dura lucha por la supervivencia, puede olvidar su dignidad humana y ser poco más que un animal. Una situación difícil puede proporcionarle la oportunidad de hacer méritos en el camino de la superación.

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Accepting that life is worth living, despite adverse everything in it, is the central theme of existentialism. Viktor Frankl said that living is to accept with dignity the challenge of life, with its load of adversity and survive is to find the meaning of that suffering.

 

What is man, then? The human being is someone inevitably affected by their environment. However, the man has some choice as it can preserve a vestige of spiritual freedom, independence of mind, even when you're in terrible circumstances of physical and mental stress. The man can take everything except one thing: the last of human freedoms, the choice of personal attitude to a set of circumstances to determine their own path.

 

Even when it seems that circumstances are stronger, there are always reasons to choose if one is to be or not to toy such circumstances, renouncing freedom and dignity. It is this spiritual freedom, we were not able to snatch what makes life meaningful and purpose.

 

The way in which a man accepts his fate and all the suffering it entails, the way in which bear his cross, gives him many opportunities, even under the worst of adversity, to give your life a deeper meaning. Keep your courage, your dignity, your generosidad.O But in the bitter struggle for survival, may forget his human dignity and to be little more than an animal. A difficult situation can provide the opportunity to look good in the way of improvement.

  

trying to approach the timeless art of the old masters of blues guitar - listen to my music at www.facebook.com/bluesstorytelling/

 

A silent, cast iron witness to the indifference of Brussels.

 

Perched on a ledge at in the popular St Catherine district, this figure exists in a state of permanent vertical arrest. It is a study in urban isolation: the human form reduced to an architectural ghost, slowly surrendered to the strangulation of creeping ivy.

 

My dad taking a (rare) picture of himself with his beloved Mamiyaflex

 

Sartre contends that human existence is a conundrum whereby each of us exists....gob·ble·dy·gook! Enjoy your morning coffee and move on already. 😮

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I stopped my car, driving to Liberchies, Belgium; the Django-Reinhardt-Festival had to wait; the two honeymooners, looking out of that window, maybe wanted to take a walk to the nearby guitar-festival too, but they were badly fenced in…

I was driving when I saw this elderly lady sitting at a bus stop and everything I saw looked like a very interesting picture to me. I parked as fast I could (across the street from the bus stop) and took this picture from my car window. I got one picture and a few seconds later, she was on the bus and on her way home.

© Milan Cvetanovic

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A Krakow street candid.

Il garzone factotum della villa Sanfelice a San Giorgio , nel fondo si intravede la casa della marchesa.

Non ricordo che ci facessero quegli stracci sul carretto ricordo solo che la marchesa Sanfelice. zia di un mio caro amico, era una specie di virago e lo trattava insolentendolo per le sue incapacità, "vorrei essere omo !"

diceva continuamente pensando di menarlo.

Il poverino era un pò tonto e in fondo la marchesa gli voleva bene, era sola e passava le giornate contando le mosche che riusciva a schacciare con una racchetta.. io l' ho saputo quando sentendola contare le chiesi il motivo.

Un giorno mi annunciò orgogliosa "quarantacinque !"

 

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in a Starbucks Café, SOHO, Prince Street, Manhattan - a wonderful place to rest and write and read and think - listening to blues music, drinking coffee (even tea), using a notebook by wireless lan - watching people going by ... - read my wordpress article at flickrcomments.wordpress.com/2013/12/04/what-a-wonderful-...

 

"If time frightens us, this is because it works out the problem and the solution comes afterward." -Albert Camus

Thinking of lives cut short, or never started.

 

Cherish what you have, my friends.

"The Scream of the Perpetual Walker" portrays a lone man endlessly wandering the streets of Milton Keynes, his ceaseless journey symbolising existential angst and isolation.

The man's purposeless wandering is like a silent scream, a physical manifestation of inner turmoil. His directionless journey reflects the human condition - the search for meaning in an indifferent universe. The photograph's stark contrast and blurred background emphasise his isolation and detachment from the surrounding world.

The urban setting, with its commercial elements and indifferent crowds, further highlights the man's alienation from societal norms and values. The KFC advertisement in the background serves as a commentary on consumerism and the superficiality of modern life, contrasting sharply with the man's existential quest.

The blurred figures in the background suggest a world moving on, indifferent to the man's presence and plight. The repetitive architecture and monotonous landscape symbolise the routine and mechanical aspects of urban life, which the man seems disconnected from, emphasising his lack of purpose and direction.

The photograph draws parallels to Munch's "The Scream," evoking themes of existentialism, expressionism, and humanism. It captures a fleeting moment in the walker's endless journey, emphasising the impermanence of time and the ongoing passage of life. Despite his purposeless wandering, the photograph gives significance to his journey, acknowledging his humanity and the intrinsic value of his individual experience.

In essence, "The Scream of the Perpetual Walker" is a poignant representation of the universal human condition - the search for purpose in an indifferent world. The photograph's stark simplicity and powerful imagery, invite viewers to contemplate the complexities of existence and the isolation of the individual in a modern society.

  

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WAH Theme: Existentialism

 

Existential double crisis for me... "The Meaning of Life", Artist unknown.

And as a side note I ask:

If I make an image and do not post it, does it exist?

 

Either / Or

Shadowgraphs; A pshychological pastime. As explained by Søren Kierkegaard.

 

Or

Sein und Dasein. As explained by Martin Heidegger.

 

Either

Beyond good and evil; Prelude to a phylosophy of the future. As explained by Friedrich Nietzsche.

 

Take your pick. Existentialism is al about free choice.

 

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"Are you ready for them Chinese donuts?"

 

They call it the Chinese Manhattan. Downtown Flushing in Queens is where the action is. It's crowded. It's dirty. It stinks. But it makes for great street photography location. In Mandarin, Flushing is known as "Falasheng", which is a type of walking stride when one has consumed too much alcohol. No, just kidding.

 

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Lacking inspiration due to the weather and some internal stuff. The title of the picture is from one of my favorite books by Milan Kundera and also a reminder not to take things so seriously.

 

Explored 12/21/08 #22 and I guess it made the front page.

my "honourable son #2"

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