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I think it’s really over now. How did I get here? The memories flood by in a blur—nothing makes sense anymore. In my mind, I see them all, their faces, their courage, their deaths, or worse—the loss of their humanity. I tried to be a hero, but I couldn’t save them. I will NEVER become one of those monsters! I would rather die. Death doesn’t scare me anymore. Come, Friend, and we will leave this **** for good.
—This is the suicide letter that acts as my artist statement (in final form it is a handwritten note).
© Hannah Devaney
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Monica Vitti in Red Desert (1964, dir. Michelangelo Antonioni) (via)
“I shot some of Red Desert along a road where half the horizon was filled with the pine trees that still surrounds Ravenna - though they are vanishing fast - while the other half of the skyline was taken up with a long line of factories, chimneys, tanks, grain silos, buildings, machinery. I felt that the skyline filled with things made by man, with those colors, was more beautiful and richer and more exciting for me than the long, green, uniform line of pinewoods, behind which I still sensed empty nature.
…In this film, machines, with their intrigue of power, beauty, and squalor, have an enormous effect and they have taken the place of the natural landscape. But machines are not the cause of the crisis of the anguish that people have been talking about for years. I mean that we must not long for the more primitive times, thinking that they were a more natural landscape for man.”
-Antonioni, quoted in Michelangelo Antonioni: Interviews
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I love abandoned buildings. Me and my husband regularly find and wander around rotting husks of places people lived, loved, worked etc. In this small set, pictures of an old pub and a train station.
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