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I wonder why the image makes me consider whatever it is we are talking about when we talk about intimacy.
Posted by: amy | November 09, 2009 at 10:17 AM
thank you so much for the comment! I wanted to post this photo because something about it feels almost intrusively intimate, but I'm not sure why.
Posted by: Jodi | November 09, 2009 at 11:20 AM
I know. I'd consult my copy of Bachelardd's The Poetics of Space but I accidentally left it on a Hertz Rental Car shuttle bus on the way home from Disney World. Sad.
Posted by: amy | November 09, 2009 at 01:35 PM
Feels isolating and alienating to me. I love pictures with ugly digital grain and stains, especially taking them at night. All those HDR Pictures got dishonest and old real quick.
Posted by: Nate | November 10, 2009 at 01:25 AM
That's so interesting Nate. I love the fact that one's state of mind determines how one perceives and no 2 people will see the same thing the same way. The first time I ever heard this idea was in a College class called Fundamentals of Design and one of the students in my group gasped aloud when our instructor presented this idea.
I agree with you about HDR, the manipulation is too apparent and the rush of the effects to violent.
Posted by: amy | November 10, 2009 at 08:12 AM
Kind of hilarious to come across this yesterday.
http://gawker.com/5399988/what-we-talk-about-when-we-talk-about-lame-headlines
But I do genuinely love the title of Carver's short story, and the kind of intimacy we're perceiving here is hugely mysterious. Can you recommend any writers who've written on the theme of any sort of ontological/spacial intimacy in a good way?
Posted by: amy | November 10, 2009 at 10:30 AM
Or maybe you have posts you can direct me towards, though I imagine you're a tad busy.
Posted by: amy | November 10, 2009 at 11:40 AM
Amy--nothing comes immediately to mind (so please let me know what you find). Lauren Berlant writes very well about intimacy--her blog (on the list here) is Supervalent Thought. I highly recommend it.
Posted by: Jodi | November 10, 2009 at 01:43 PM