The Monochrome Experience: Point and Shoot

Today I opened the old typewriter. Belongs to another world inside a black wooden box. I kept the black stripes inked, put down a sheet of paper and wrote: “THE MONOCHROME EXPERIENCE” in the only typography available, a steel Courier in capital letters (the maximum size than the keyboard reaches). I heard the sound of the keys hammering on cellulose. My fingers looked like a steamroller. Each phalanx executes a supernatural effort. Every time I wrote a word, a picture appeared on my camera. If I wrote slowly it affected the aperture of the diaphragm, with the space bar I was able to modify the exposure, in a full stop –during the writing– the camera changed the result in black and white, or in color. To activate the shooting mode on my camera, I must first write on the obsolete typewriter machine: “Point and shoot“.

The Monochrome Experience: Evolving Population

The near future will lead us to an increasing degree of evolution. But only the classes that handle the flow of global information will go ahead in their quest to accumulate wealth and power. The rest of the human race will return to the niches of prehistory. The management of knowledge among the elites who keep the BIG DATA know-how for their own interests will be added to the wealth at the economic level. It’s up to us, as Humans (Homo Sapiens) to be aware of what we’re giving away, when, and to whom.

The Monochrome Experience: Mirage

Rainwater brings us the open door of liquid mirrors. When you reflect in its waters is easy to run the risk of existential vertigo, enjoy the relativistic abyss, and the slight tickling of time in a significantly deceptive space. Celebrate with me the flipped photograph of the rider. I waited a bit and this portal of reality occurred in front of my astonished gaze.

The Monochrome Experience: Quantum entanglement

Quantum entanglement is a physical phenomenon that occurs when a pair or group of particles is generated, interact, or share spatial proximity in a way such that the quantum state of each particle of the pair or group cannot be described independently of the state of the others, including when the particles are separated by a large distance.

The Monochrome Experience: Over Our Hearths

Do you remember Pierre,
where we fall in love
at first sight?

Sure, Marie, on the street
with the convex mirror
that deformed also
the sense of feeling.

And we kissed each other
in that passage found in works,
where everything was very dark.

Then we went up
to a rooftop terrace
where we touched
the sexy tower
with our fingers.

Also, we spent
the night awake
in the mystic dome
discovering all
type of secrets.

Do not remind me that:
the next weeks
we called each other
on the phone every second!

I was waiting for you
on the balcony to see
how you got off the bus:
Marie, Marie!
C’est moi, Pierre.
Montez à l’échelle!

It was very romantic!

Yes, Marie, and then
le petit Yves was born
and we were going
at the Carousel ride
and the umbrellas parade…

Do you remember
the pinky umbrellas,
my dear?

Yes, Pierre, indeed.
They seemed to fly
over our hearths
in a slighting manner!*

(*) Photographs taken before the coronavirus pandemic

The Monochrome Experience: Free Rein

Lovers hide their kisses
between the stone steps,
they just sealed a love
on the bridge Pont des Arts.

Tying love locks also
on the Pont de l’Archeveche,
near the Notre Dame cathedral,
and will remain anchored
other loved-up couples for ever.

Rainy spring days,
bright summer mornings,
lethargic autumn evenings,
long winter nights.

The couple return
to their home,
along the path
they look an old
sport car badly parked,
seems like an asynchronous
joke from the fabric
of Spacetime and the
Texture of Reality.

They wonder if it’s an omen
about the dragging unknown,
a warning of fate distortion.

Suddenly, they climb a bridge,
now both are two little children
from the Ecole élémentaire
Saint Michel, and promise
eternal loving care
in the Parc de l’île Saint-Germain.

The writer crumples
the sheet of the poem,
distracted himself
by the tourist in a kilometer
queue between iron pipes,
Contemporary Artworks
and a strange hunger
for aesthetic knowledge.

–I need a new haircut,
and I will do without delay,
in the surreal barbershop
and hair salon for men
exhibiting wired models
of sailing ship replicas.
Did the old hairdresser
whose pulse hesitate,
have been jeopardized
in another pirate’s afterlife?

(*) Photographs taken before the coronavirus pandemic

The Monochrome Experience: We’ll Always Have Paris!

City of charm,
novelized by great writers,
and desired by cohorts
of unfathomable lovers.

Rainwater is deposited
in Man Ray style:
Larmes (Tears) on Car-Tops.

On the Seine you can feel
the upward glance
of the fin du 19e siècle.

Couples unleash passions
in invisible rooftops.

The inner courtyards
attend to growth
the glistening wild pots.

Someone seems
to come out
of a film-noir movie.

Nouvelle Vague…
Mirage days
(Before Love Fall),
intended to invoke
wonder at the cause*.

 

(*) Photographs taken before the coronavirus pandemic

The Monochrome Experience: Claim

For once, protesters without visible text like a silent film with no synchronized recorded sound. Pure beauty where the message is omitted, and we only see the action. Photography allows us to disrupt reality from time to time*.

(*) Photographs taken before the coronavirus pandemic

The Monochrome Experience: Humans And Ants

There are 7,8 billion humans on the planet today. Check out the exact number here. Ants alive on Earth at any given time exceed 10,000 trillions. We swarm with ants war and colonial ambition, but ants are in the pinnacle of social evolution*.

(*) Photographs taken before the coronavirus pandemic.

The Monochrome Experience: Reality

Definition of reality:
1: The quality or state of being real.
2: A real event, entity, or state of affairs his dream became a reality.

a: The totality of real things and events trying to escape from reality.
b: Something that is neither derivative nor dependent but exists necessarily.

We use reality to refer to real things or the real nature of things rather than imagined, invented, or theoretical ideas*.

(*) Photographs taken before the coronavirus pandemic