The Monotonous

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"Man was born for society. However little He may be attached to the World, He never can wholly forget..."

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““Man was born for society. However little He may be attached to the World, He never can wholly forget it, or bear to be wholly forgotten by it. Disgusted at the guilt or absurdity of Mankind, the Misanthrope flies from it: He resolves to become an Hermit, and buries himself in the Cavern of some gloomy Rock. While Hate inflames his bosom, possibly He may feel contented with his situation: But when his passions begin to cool; when Time has mellowed his sorrows, and healed those wounds which He bore with him to his solitude, think you that Content becomes his Companion? Ah! no, Rosario. No longer sustained by the violence of his passions, He feels all the monotony of his way of living, and his heart becomes the prey of Ennui and weariness. He looks round, and finds himself alone in the Universe: The love of society revives in his bosom, and He pants to return to that world which He has abandoned. Nature loses all her charms in his eyes: No one is near him to point out her beauties, or share in his admiration of her excellence and variety. Propped upon the fragment of some Rock, He gazes upon the tumbling waterfall with a vacant eye, He views without emotion the glory of the setting Sun. Slowly He returns to his Cell at Evening, for no one there is anxious for his arrival; He has no comfort in his solitary unsavoury meal: He throws himself upon his couch of Moss despondent and dissatisfied, and wakes only to pass a day as joyless, as monotonous as the former.”
― Matthew Gregory Lewis, The Monk”

"Monotony has nothing to do with a place; monotony, either in its sensation or its infliction, is..."

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““Monotony has nothing to do with a place; monotony, either in its sensation or its infliction, is simply the quality of a person. There are no dreary sights; there are only dreary sight seers.”
― G.K. Chesterton, Alarms and Discursions”

"My life is very monotonous,” the fox said. “I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the..."

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““My life is very monotonous,” the fox said. “I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored.”
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince”

"Time is not monotonous as every second is different"

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““Time is not monotonous as every second is different””

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amatterofcourse: everyday’s drab monotony (by Robert Herrmann)

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amatterofcourse:

everyday’s drab monotony (by Robert Herrmann)

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I found this while searching “monotonous”… mmkemp: my dash gets more boring...

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I found this while searching “monotonous”…

mmkemp:

my dash gets more boring every day.

I need to follow more people.

gitanaframbuesa: QUE VIDA TAN MONÓTONA, HACER LO MISMO UNA Y...

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gitanaframbuesa:

QUE VIDA TAN MONÓTONA, HACER LO MISMO UNA Y OTRA VEZ HACE QUE ODIE MI EXISTENCIA.

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incenses: John Clang A series that involves recording a...

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incenses:

John Clang

A series that involves recording a location, to show the passing of time in a montage style. There is a sense of intimate intricacy of how time moves, and how people, albeit in a different time, are actually closer to one another and traveling in the same shared space. I’ve always been intrigued by the constant subtle changes in my urban environment. Every subtle shift affects my feelings and thoughts, hence my images respond acutely as a poetic reflection of myself in this environment. Working on this series, I explore how time moves in this seemingly static urban space. The people become the moving energy flowing through this space, marking the changes, forming the time. These images also explore my fascination that there are probably many time dimensions in this universe. We may have a ‘life’ that exists similarly on a different path, one minute before or after the one we’re living now. We merely just exist in this current dimension, and sometimes when time paths collide, we have déjà vu experience.’

costinm: A Matter of TIME

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costinm:

A Matter of TIME

plaisirsdemyope: john clang – erase

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plaisirsdemyope:

john clang – erase

moneyisthemotive96: “Time” by John Clang John Clang’s art is a...

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“Time” by John Clang

John Clang’s art is a bewildering timescape of distinct strangers sharing space in an ordinary urban landscape. Capturing a fascinating perspective of movement across space and time, “Time” is a series of montage-style images recording people on the street in the same location over a period. The time-spatial distortion experienced by his subjects coupled with his keen abstract aesthetics create coherent nostalgic images that tickle the philosophical and romantic imagination. Are we somehow closer to others in our environment across varying time because of the real space we share?