A compelling book with one paragraph of text and a single photograph per page, Blind Spot by Teju Cole.
In the foreword by Siri Hustvedt -
Some of the mental “ties “ are apparent; others are veiled or masked – there to be found if one cares to look, but if one doesn’t look and doesn’t read closely, if one doesn’t take time to uncover what lies in, between, and beyond the words and pictures, one will be blind to their meanings.
On an evening photo walk, I hold the truth of these words in my heart.
The feet move, and mental connections are made step by step . . . I follow a meandering, not a straight, path, one that branches into many paths, paths that then cross and recross over the course of my journey . . .
Exploring the streets around my home, seeking to overcome my own blind spots.
The camera takes in and records everything in the frame, but my eyes do not. I cannot focus on everything at once. I pay attention to what is most salient to my eye – color or shape or subject – prone to my own biases. My way of seeing is unconscious and ingrained.
Can I see beyond my expectations?
Or have my blind spots revealed visions I’ve never seen before?
Isn't all art really the art of seeing?