Portia Placino

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The Persistence of Memories

Memories are tricky. It is never the same. Some things stay in our memories, but it is never the same memory.

“We pass through the present with our eyes blindfolded. We are permitted merely to sense and guess at what we are actually experiencing. Only later when the cloth is untied can we glance at the past and find out what we have experienced and what meaning it has.” (Milan Kundera, from Nobody Will Laugh in Laughable Loves)

From MOMA’s Gallery Text:

Dalí: Painting and Film

June 29–September 15, 2008

Time is the theme here, from the melting watches to the decay implied by the swarming ants. The monstrous fleshy creature draped across the paintings center is an approximation of Dalís own face in profile. Mastering what he called “the usual paralyzing tricks of eye-fooling,” Dalí painted this work with “the most imperialist fury of precision,” but only, he said, “to systematize confusion and thus to help discredit completely the world of reality.” There is, however, a nod to the real: The distant golden cliffs are those on the coast of Catalonia, Dalís home.

2006

Dalí rendered his fantastic visions with meticulous verisimilitude, giving the representations of dreams a tangible and credible appearance. In what he called “hand painted dream photographs,” hard objects become inexplicably limp, time bends, and metal attracts ants like rotting flesh. The monstrous creature draped across the painting’s center resembles the artist’s own face in profile; its long eyelashes seem insectlike or even sexual, as does what may or may not be a tongue oozing from its nose like a fat snail.

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4 comments on “The Persistence of Memories

  1. cyrusalvarez
    February 10, 2012

    When we remember something, our brain cells start to recreate the synaptic connections that made the memory in the first place, thus slightly modifying the said memory every time we remember. Therefore, if we remember something too often, chances are our memory would be quite different from what actually happened. The most pristine memories are those that we don’t remember. Ironic, isn’t it?

    Heheheheh!

    • Portia Placino
      February 10, 2012

      A scientific explanation. Wow, that is weird. Haha! And yes, quite ironic. If a memory is pure, but is not remembered, then what is the point of that memory? Then if you remember a memory, but that memory is altered, is it still a valid remembrance? The world as we know it, is odd 🙂

  2. unclerave
    February 10, 2012

    I’m wondering if there has ever been a photo of two more beautiful, intelligent and sophisticated women as this one of Audrey Hepburn and Grace Kelly? Not that I can *remember*!

    I like using great artwork in my posts, when appropriate. Once upon a time, I was a Fine Arts major.

    Thanks for linking one of my posts to yours, Portia!

    • Portia Placino
      February 10, 2012

      Thanks for liking and leaving a reply. You are right, I am yet to see such a wonderful image of beautiful, intelligent and sophisticated women in recent *memory*. These two really are amazing.

      If you had a chance to glance through the rest of the blog, I love using images, my own or of great artworks. I strongly believe that we don’t have to be fine arts majors to be artists, lovers of art or both.

      Hope to see you here again soon! 🙂

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