Hyperreal

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Okay, many of you have read Jean Baudrillard’s, Simulacra and Simulations so you have begun to get onto what I am doing here, right? That my images are my interpretations of his theories about maps and territory? Um, you know where he points out that if you make a sufficiently and perfectly detailed map, well it will have to become the size of the territory itself. And should that happen, eventually usage will wear out the map in the busiest places leaving only the perfect representation to cover (and preserve) the least traveled spots.

Perfection then is preserved only in the out-or-the-way. The places we consider least. The final places we look.

Now suppose that the tales of these hidden perfect spots fill our legends until only the fable of a preserved past perfection remains with us here in our civilized and busy places. If so, then it’s the artist who reconnects with those fables, and all that really was perfectly rendered coincides with the artist’s image. The image then is poetry, while the real is charm… and the fascination is the melding so that the result becomes hyperreal.

Or maybe it’s not about any of that at all? Hmmmm? Heh heh heh…. And here, as you look at the spire of Lancaster’s First Presbyterian Church painted with sunset as if by an artist, take a moment to recall the title of my blogsite, K?

GEEK STUFF: Canon EOS 20D, Canon EFS 17-85mm (f4-5.6),1/320 @ f/11 exposure Bias value: -0.67, ISO: 400, Focal Length: 56 mm, Date/time: 5/30/07: 7:05pm pm, Metering Mode: Partial, Camera RAW