The big difference between my image and Plato's allegory of the cave is the viewer's open perspective. Plato imagined a solid cave wall on which perceived reality was depicted as a shadow play.
I extend Plato's concept to the development of space in a higher dimension that eludes our understanding and is perceived by us as deepest black or darkness (dark matter, dark energy). Even the people captured on the screen would, if they raised their gaze to look in the direction of their viewers, see a black void. They would first see their own shadows on the screen wall and then look behind it in the direction from which they are seen by their creators.
If we consider this mental image once again, our three-dimensional reality could even be caught between two higher-dimensional realities. They would be generated on one side and observed on the other. Both directions elude their perception.
Black and white - white where we come from and black where we cannot go.
My black-and-white photographs are therefore primarily concerned with grain, its symbolism, which I associate with the form of a universal materiality from which diversified states are created, and not with the mundane image that appears on them.
The image merely reports on the place to which photography led me in my physical and spiritual presence in our reality.
In her essay on photography, Susan Sontag writes that photography depicts a world that is coming to an end, that there is no salvation for this world. And she writes of the death of the moment that is photographed.
From my point of view, however, photography participates in a process of reality that carries our gaze into the future like a Formula 1 racing car speeding by. I search for an inkling of what the coming, perfecting reality might look like. In my black-and-white photographs, I seek to make visible a fleeting premonition of the future.
Our ideas and emotions alone steer this process towards good or less good, towards life or death, and towards success or failure. In my reflections, I contrast this process in two metaphors. It is ‘the romantic spectacle of the pyromaniac fireworks of failure’ that contrasts with ‘the modesty of fulfilment.’
The big difference between my image and Plato's allegory of the cave is the viewer's open perspective. Plato imagined a solid cave wall on which perceived reality was depicted as a shadow play.
I extend Plato's concept to the development of space in a higher dimension that eludes our understanding and is perceived by us as deepest black or darkness (dark matter, dark energy). Even the people captured on the screen would, if they raised their gaze to look in the direction of their viewers, see a black void. They would first see their own shadows on the screen wall and then look behind it in the direction from which they are seen by their creators.
If we consider this mental image once again, our three-dimensional reality could even be caught between two higher-dimensional realities. They would be generated on one side and observed on the other. Both directions elude their perception.
Black and white - white where we come from and black where we cannot go.
My black-and-white photographs are therefore primarily concerned with grain, its symbolism, which I associate with the form of a universal materiality from which diversified states are created, and not with the mundane image that appears on them.
The image merely reports on the place to which photography led me in my physical and spiritual presence in our reality.
In her essay on photography, Susan Sontag writes that photography depicts a world that is coming to an end, that there is no salvation for this world. And she writes of the death of the moment that is photographed.
From my point of view, however, photography participates in a process of reality that carries our gaze into the future like a Formula 1 racing car speeding by. I search for an inkling of what the coming, perfecting reality might look like. In my black-and-white photographs, I seek to make visible a fleeting premonition of the future.
Our ideas and emotions alone steer this process towards good or less good, towards life or death, and towards success or failure. In my reflections, I contrast this process in two metaphors. It is ‘the romantic spectacle of the pyromaniac fireworks of failure’ that contrasts with ‘the modesty of fulfilment.’