We expect paintings to be static. Perhaps a card player is sitting in a chair, frozen. Or layered drips of paint that have become dry puddles. We know that the painter’s hand moved when these were made (how fast, we don’t know, but it’s easy to point at Jackson Pollock as a vigorous counterpoint to Paul Cézanne), but the artists knew that the result would be still.
[Swinging on the Stars]
"Beyond a certain point there's no return. This point has to be reached." -Kafka
It’s true that appearances can be deceiving. Let’s consider rickshaws, a three-wheeled motorized taxi commonly used in Pakistan. A rickshaw may look like a creaking box on wheels, but this vehicle does more than just give a ride to fatigued pedestrians.
History is the object of a construction whose place is formed not in homogenous and empty time, but in that which is fulfilled by the here-and-now. –Walter Benjamin
“The determination of progress by catalogues and television sets. Only machinery. And blood transfusers” –Cannibal Manifesto, Oswald de Andrade