The photos I am posting here are my own from the 1970's, but they could pass for Tichy's, I think. I am not at all certain about what I feel when I look at his work. I am at first interested, but that seems to wear off in a few minutes. And then I am left with something else. The "something else" concerns me.
It was his dedication to what he was doing that made his works possible. If he stopped to become self-aware and questioning, if he stopped to think, "What am I doing?" surely he would have been doomed. He probably did ask himself that a thousand times, but he did not let it deter him. He let himself be.
You have to be crazy to do that, I think. I do, however, enjoy his obsession.
Yay -- it is the "something else" that is "it" -- just don't ask what it is. I couldn't tell ya except I'm very familiar with it.
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a lot of your photos have that 'something else'
ReplyDeleteI probably fear that I am too much like Tichy, or could have been given different circumstances.
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