BLUE, BLUE, BLUE-BLUE BLUE
There is a sense of the infinite with the color blue. It isn’t earthly. Within Nature it can strike as artificial, in a bedroom with our dreams, on peeling walls like the gems of lapis lazuli, like the filtering transparency of liquid, and into and thru openings of construction. These are the works of Jean Baudrillard. Jean Baudrillard is famous for deconstructing reality as we think we know it – “REALITY IS DEAD”, he played with simulacra, the hyperreal, the effects of technology on society, the absence of a subject, and the trickiness of language to name a few. HE said once “I like photography as something completely empty, ‘irreal’, as something that preserves the idea of a silent apparition.”
Do you equate truth with the visible reality of things?