I just read part of John Berger’s ways of seeing. The most powerful idea I took from it was the idea of how an image changes according to where, how and who it is seen by. I wanted to play around with this idea by using an idea in place of the image and posting things that I associate, feel or for some reason make sense of when confronted with this idea. Some will be literal, some may come of as unrelated, but my main focus is to view an idea from my perspective, zoning in on Berger’s theory of objective thought. The idea I will focus on is perceptions of truth, from my eye. Some of these images may hold different ideas to you, but to me, these orbit the idea of truth.
Children speak through their eyes. They have no words, and are handicapped to society in the sense that they are a clean slate.
Before we go out for a night of drinking, we put on our hottest outfit, mask ourselves with makeup and put on our highest heels. We go through this, and then end up looking...like this (okay, a very exaggerated example, but i'm sure we have all seen one of these girls). She is intoxicated with alcohol, some call it truth serum though. No longer in her meticulously picked out wardrobe, in a completely vulnerable position (both literally & figuratively), and shed of all the artificial that masks her. Is alcohol truth serum, or just a minor amnesia that makes us forget about reality. And why do we keep going back to it?
Whether you're the president, the mailman, a rapist, or a nun, we all experience one of the most vulnerable states a human can enter on a daily basis. Need I say it? Sleep.
- Vonnegut quote from “Slaughterhouse Five” that has always made perfect sense to me.
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