April 2016

My old dasein

By rbaez on April 30th, 2016, 15:00 in Metafísica

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Forgotten, oblivion, out of mind

By rbaez on April 30th, 2016, 14:56 in Metafísica

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Los Chorros: dreams about a primitive but dear past

By rbaez on April 30th, 2016, 14:49 in Metafísica

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Melody for a solitary night

By rbaez on April 30th, 2016, 14:41 in Still Life: Analysis

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Bottles: a compromise

By rbaez on April 30th, 2016, 13:48 in General

See more on: http://www.artrbd.com/botellas/entrance.html

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Facticity. Wim Wenders, study for a portrait

By rbaez on April 30th, 2016, 13:31 in Metafísica

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Self portrait

By rbaez on April 30th, 2016, 1:37 in Metafísica

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Anauco

By rbaez on April 30th, 2016, 1:30 in Metafísica

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Deities

By rbaez on April 28th, 2016, 20:18 in Metafísica

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The language that we do not own. Suffolk

By rbaez on April 26th, 2016, 13:18 in General

Language, for the individual consciousness, lies on the borderline between oneself and the other. The word in language is half someone else's. It becomes one's own only when the speaker populates it with his own intention, his own accent, when he appropriates the word, adapting it to his own semantic and expressive intention.

Prior to this moment of appropriation, the word does not exist in a neutral and impersonal language (it is not, after all, out of a dictionary that the speaker gets his words!), but rather it exists in other people's mouths, in other people's contexts, serving other people's intentions: it is from there that one must take the word, and make it one's own.

MIKHAIL BAKHTIN