タグ: 芸術

When I looked at those photographs, something broke. Some limit had been reached, and not only that of horror; I felt irrevocably grieved, wounded, but a part of my feelings started to tighten; something went dead; something is still crying. (Susan Sontag)When I looked at those photographs, something broke. Some limit had been reached, and not only that of horror; I felt irrevocably grieved, wounded, but a part of my feelings started to tighten; something went dead; something is still crying. (Susan Sontag)

「それらの写真を見たとき,わたしの中の何かが壊れてしまった。何かの限界にまでつきあたったのだが,恐怖の限界というだけではなかった。取り返しのつかない悲しみと傷を受け,しかし逆に私の感情の一部はこわばり始めた。何かが死んで […]