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Salgado & The Salt of the Earth – a review

by Pier Marton | May 16, 2015 | Art, Care, Death, Doc, Eco, Film, France, Highlights, Human Rights, Native, Now, Peace, Photo, Politics, Racism, Review, Spectacle, STL, Travel, Wars, Women, World

IN US CITIES The Film’s Website & INSTITUTO TERRA I am tired of guilt, tired of saying to myself: “I didn’t kill that man on that photograph, I didn’t starve that child.” That’s why I want to photograph landscapes and flowers....

ERVIN MARTON IN LOS ANGELES

by Pier Marton | May 12, 2015 | Art, Doc, Ego, France, Idées, Now, Photo, Poet

One lives in the hope of becoming a memory – Se vive con la esperanza de llegar a ser un recuerdo.. Porchia May his memory be a blessing – Zikhrono Livrakha. Siddur/Jewish Prayer Book Ervin Marton: Paris, the Post-War Years May 14 – July 3, 2015 This is...

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To ride the unbalance* between:
1. excellence and a kind, singular and porous identity that contains some of the scruples, humor, humility, musicality & the beauty of a harsh and confusing, yet benign and rich reality – away from distractions.
2. the stupidity and blindness of complacency, violence, injustice, pretense, egos, short-term… wishful… and group “thinking,” and empty talk – in all of their surprising embodiments. And the false sense of fullness all of this provides.
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An appeal for a world NOT so caught up in anthropo/ego/euro/ethno/oculo/esthetico -CENTRISM.
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1. Beware of those who claim to be strong – they are often dangerous.
2. Unmask the hoax of “centrality” – ask an “EX-centric” for assistance?
3. Perceive the arrogance of normalcy: everybody, in one way or another, is handicapped… which brings us back to 1.
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*Not unrelated to “There is beauty and there are the humiliated. Whatever difficulties the enterprise may present, I should like never to be unfaithful either to the second or the first.” — Albert Camus