tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42649285473586345392011-07-30T15:56:52.997+02:00<br>Perception is the basic theme in my work. Through my work, I try to question our way of perception. Hereby, I shall manipulate and/or accentuate the original situations. <br><br> Themes/situations which I manipulate, concern the physical appearance of a certain space or even seemingly banal gestures; all things we don’t even notice anymore because of their banality, things we don’t actually ‘perceive’. Things we are supposed to know (a priori).<br>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.comBlogger181100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264928547358634539.post-68846389433487118682009-12-04T16:39:00.001+01:002009-12-04T16:51:59.046+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/Sxkt8FH1bcI/AAAAAAAAAJw/AztUIuxK6Sw/s1600-h/Nucleo_aff%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 283px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411406937452801474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/Sxkt8FH1bcI/AAAAAAAAAJw/AztUIuxK6Sw/s400/Nucleo_aff%5B1%5D.jpg" /></a> <div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264928547358634539-6884638943348711868?l=anneliesvancamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264928547358634539.post-49429620793045335042009-12-04T16:33:00.001+01:002009-12-04T16:52:59.924+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/Sxksevny9xI/AAAAAAAAAJo/3gjcZSZxOlo/s1600-h/de+collectie.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411405333953443602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/Sxksevny9xI/AAAAAAAAAJo/3gjcZSZxOlo/s400/de+collectie.jpg" /></a> <div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264928547358634539-4942962079304533504?l=anneliesvancamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264928547358634539.post-68443427684389083852008-12-15T15:55:00.004+01:002008-12-15T16:51:35.067+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SUZ8-MwIExI/AAAAAAAAAIg/sXzkmC0RrDg/s1600-h/Van+Camp_Annelies_13.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SUZ8-MwIExI/AAAAAAAAAIg/sXzkmC0RrDg/s400/Van+Camp_Annelies_13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280045021155300114" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SUZ3VrIM6VI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_svGelARQlU/s1600-h/Van+Camp_Annelies_13.jpg"> </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264928547358634539-6844342768438908385?l=anneliesvancamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264928547358634539.post-87621503193576941242008-10-17T16:52:00.011+02:002008-10-17T17:22:36.242+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SPitsiS_NMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hlk-u3i_xlc/s1600-h/arty%28f%29arty%28p%29arty.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SPitsiS_NMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hlk-u3i_xlc/s400/arty%28f%29arty%28p%29arty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258143545587348674" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SPim_vGDMFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/fh3W18-i4O4/s1600-h/artyparty.jpg"> </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264928547358634539-8762150319357694124?l=anneliesvancamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264928547358634539.post-19250757520092862922008-10-14T20:17:00.004+02:002008-12-15T16:43:50.249+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SUZ7KgRiKNI/AAAAAAAAAIY/pG0VBghWXds/s1600-h/Van+Camp_Annelies_12.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SUZ7KgRiKNI/AAAAAAAAAIY/pG0VBghWXds/s400/Van+Camp_Annelies_12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280043033530869970" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SUZ2WASpqFI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Cp18GWTZuMU/s1600-h/Van+Camp_Annelies_13.jpg"> </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264928547358634539-1925075752009286292?l=anneliesvancamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264928547358634539.post-60652949307863484342008-10-14T16:36:00.004+02:002008-10-14T16:42:04.048+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SPSvtXJIjqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/VGMM1ASWxDQ/s1600-h/open+ateliers+2008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SPSvtXJIjqI/AAAAAAAAAFc/VGMM1ASWxDQ/s400/open+ateliers+2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257019858889510562" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SPSu-yvf3hI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NVCvmWLzfrI/s1600-h/open+ateliers+2008.jpg"> </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264928547358634539-6065294930786348434?l=anneliesvancamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264928547358634539.post-55244264466149084312008-10-08T15:40:00.018+02:002008-10-27T21:09:44.953+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SPDDLqIhrzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3DPnsmUe-gI/s1600-h/Van+Camp_Annelies_11.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SPDDLqIhrzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3DPnsmUe-gI/s400/Van+Camp_Annelies_11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255915370197397298" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;">registration '5:32pm' by Nayra Martin<span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /> Annelies Van Camp is a Belgian visual artist. She lives in Ghent and has her studio at Nucleo's Leopolds Kazerne. She works with photography and installations. For Tangents she has created the slide-installation ‘5:32pm’. An impossible situation. She projects on a wall the reflection of the light that goes trough a window. But there is no window there to be found.</span> <br /><br /> </div><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span>Nayra Martin, 2008</span></span></span> <br /><br /><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;">De dia-installatie 3.44pm van Annelies Van Camp (°1982, Bonheiden, B.) stelt onze kijk</span> op alledaagse voorwerpen of situaties en het begrip hiervan in vraag door het te tonen. De dingen die we allemaal wel kennen, maar eigenlijk niet (meer) zien… . Zo werkt zij hier met het subtiele, optische spel dat het begrip ‘licht’ met onze waarneming speelt. <br /><br /> </div> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Door het plaatsen van een dia – projectie, in een ruimte zonder overeenstemmende ramen, met de voorstelling</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> van het (zon-) licht dat door een raam valt, zinspeelt ze op onze waarneming van de realiteit en diens</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> begrenzingen, en creëert ze eigenlijk een sub-realiteit, een soort van virtuele realiteit.</span> <br /><br /> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-size:78%;">Arno Lantmeeters, 2008</span> </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SOy4vMBWWuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/KI0TacxZZmQ/s1600-h/slide-installation+%275+32pm%27.jpg"> </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264928547358634539-5524426446614908431?l=anneliesvancamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264928547358634539.post-14241223691761120622008-09-05T17:18:00.004+02:002008-09-05T17:22:54.895+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SMFOewdhuVI/AAAAAAAAAEk/R_SrmLJ29kg/s1600-h/Tan-gents.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SMFOewdhuVI/AAAAAAAAAEk/R_SrmLJ29kg/s400/Tan-gents.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242557731547756882" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264928547358634539-1424122369176112062?l=anneliesvancamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264928547358634539.post-3707673664974571792008-06-13T16:56:00.006+02:002008-10-11T19:33:45.492+02:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFPDaEcP7ZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/j3jut79Lt6w/s1600-h/Van+Camp_Annelies_10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFPDaEcP7ZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/j3jut79Lt6w/s400/Van+Camp_Annelies_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211724046434037138" border="0" /></a><br /><br /> Annelies Van Camp bezit een eerlijke fascinatie voor visuele primaire verschijnselen. Ze toont gewone dingen die velen niet meer zien. Zoals het zonlicht dat via een raamstructuur een unieke tekening werpt op het rode behang, de eiken kast of de duurzame leistenen vloer. Zij kijkt verwonderd naar dit moment. En dat moment wil ze bewaren in haar camera obscura. Door het te fotograferen kan ze het herbekijken en herbeleven. <br /><br /> Ook over dat kijken gaat de diaprojectie ‘3:44pm’. De dia is gemaakt om 3:44pm in een oud hospitaal in Beelitz (Oost-Berlijn). Vanuit een oude diaprojector – wat doet denken aan de magie van de eerste fototoestellen – werpt Annelies Van Camp deze bijzondere tekening met licht in de vierkante zaal. Zo toont Van Camp een verloren gegaan primair poëtisch schaduwspel: het beeld gaat terug naar de eerste vertellingen, naar verloren gegane visuele sensaties en verwonderingen. <br /><br /> <span style="font-size:78%;">4/2008, Filip Van de Velde</span> <span style="font-size:78%;">Appendix, Expo ‘Re-wind’, Sint-Niklaas</span> </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFKKrZC19rI/AAAAAAAAAEE/r1o1JljJ6jw/s1600-h/Van+Camp_Annelies_10.jpg"> </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264928547358634539-370767366497457179?l=anneliesvancamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264928547358634539.post-17912052094648163932008-06-13T16:51:00.003+02:002008-06-14T15:12:12.665+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFPDoRhATgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/RByHXHMjYFU/s1600-h/Van+Camp_Annelies_9.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFPDoRhATgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/RByHXHMjYFU/s400/Van+Camp_Annelies_9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211724290461814274" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFKJjicTS-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/3Sh4GPH3c9o/s1600-h/Van+Camp_Annelies_9.jpg"> </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264928547358634539-1791205209464816393?l=anneliesvancamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264928547358634539.post-67226697314857375252008-06-13T16:50:00.002+02:002008-06-13T16:50:58.455+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFKJNccOERI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ITn7d5YUpHg/s1600-h/Van+Camp_Annelies_8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFKJNccOERI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ITn7d5YUpHg/s400/Van+Camp_Annelies_8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211378582886945042" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264928547358634539-6722669731485737525?l=anneliesvancamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264928547358634539.post-50079772305114489832008-06-13T16:47:00.003+02:002008-06-13T16:48:56.879+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFKImVyeXhI/AAAAAAAAADs/MhAQeS6eVb8/s1600-h/Van+Camp_Annelies_7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFKImVyeXhI/AAAAAAAAADs/MhAQeS6eVb8/s400/Van+Camp_Annelies_7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211377911086341650" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264928547358634539-5007977230511448983?l=anneliesvancamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264928547358634539.post-86489025536976697472008-06-13T16:44:00.001+02:002008-06-13T16:45:41.851+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFKIBNtBDxI/AAAAAAAAADk/0SKmBCnY8bw/s1600-h/Van+Camp_Annelies_6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFKIBNtBDxI/AAAAAAAAADk/0SKmBCnY8bw/s400/Van+Camp_Annelies_6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211377273260805906" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264928547358634539-8648902553697669747?l=anneliesvancamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264928547358634539.post-44590724571167178872008-06-13T16:41:00.002+02:002008-06-13T16:42:34.308+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFKHPVEkWnI/AAAAAAAAADc/d-mQp1iuTfA/s1600-h/Van+Camp_Annelies_5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFKHPVEkWnI/AAAAAAAAADc/d-mQp1iuTfA/s400/Van+Camp_Annelies_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211376416245176946" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264928547358634539-4459072457116717887?l=anneliesvancamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264928547358634539.post-34684305552403031522008-06-13T16:31:00.003+02:002008-06-13T16:35:54.256+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFKFry6pOaI/AAAAAAAAADU/x5IqB25_RIY/s1600-h/Van+Camp_Annelies_4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFKFry6pOaI/AAAAAAAAADU/x5IqB25_RIY/s400/Van+Camp_Annelies_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211374706269698466" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264928547358634539-3468430555240303152?l=anneliesvancamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264928547358634539.post-67565407555591762722008-06-07T21:30:00.014+02:002008-06-13T17:16:48.290+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFKPVX0xZzI/AAAAAAAAAEM/hL4quExa0tk/s1600-h/Van+Camp_Annelies_3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFKPVX0xZzI/AAAAAAAAAEM/hL4quExa0tk/s400/Van+Camp_Annelies_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211385316156466994" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SEriBkjbtuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hGjlgdbMIrY/s1600-h/Van+Camp_Annelies_1.jpg"> </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264928547358634539-6756540755559176272?l=anneliesvancamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264928547358634539.post-73152636460494835882008-06-07T18:22:00.020+02:002008-10-11T15:35:58.378+02:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFJw1y0U0II/AAAAAAAAADE/47q3625usCw/s1600-h/Van+Camp_Annelies_2kopie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFJw1y0U0II/AAAAAAAAADE/47q3625usCw/s400/Van+Camp_Annelies_2kopie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211351788297703554" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> Raam <br /><br /> <span style="font-style: italic;">Ramen zijn vreemde openingen in een gebouw. Een deur is nog begrijpelijk: je wilt naar binnen, en af en toe ook weer naar buiten. Maar een raam stelt de vraag naar de ‘zin’ van het gebouw. Als het gebouw dient ter beschutting, ter afscherming tegen de wereld, waartoe dient het dan, diezelfde wereld toch weer door gaten naar binnen te laten? Je moet weten wat je wilt, binnen of buiten. Ramen zijn aarzelingen.</span> <br /><br /> <span style="font-style: italic;">Ook zintuigen zijn zulke aarzelingen, vooral het oog. Onze ogen zijn ramen op de wereld, ze brengen informatie van buiten naar binnen. Alleen weten wij nooit goed, met deze ramen, of ze bestaan uit doorschijnend of uit reflecterend glas. Is wat wij erdoorheen zien echt de wereld daarbuiten of alleen maar een weerspiegeling van onze binnenwereld? </span> <br /><br /> <span style="font-size:78%;">P. de Martelaere, Verrassingen, Essays, Amsterdam, Meulenhoff, 1997 (, p. 179)</span> </div> <div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264928547358634539-7315263646049483588?l=anneliesvancamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4264928547358634539.post-33931388786611246672008-06-07T17:36:00.015+02:002008-10-27T20:49:11.281+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFJwMhzZUcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/cbKG3gg15aU/s1600-h/Van+Camp_Annelies_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WCCaVcoPqlc/SFJwMhzZUcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/cbKG3gg15aU/s400/Van+Camp_Annelies_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211351079355765186" border="0" /></a> <br /><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;">De vorm die ze waarnam was een door het verstand getekende omtrek, ze nam niet zelf de kleur waar, maar gebruikte uitsluitend de afgezaagde combinaties van blinde zelfstandige naamwoorden met honds volgzame bijvoeglijke naamwoorden die Europa had geërfd van de schrijvers van de oudheid. De lucht was blauw, de dageraad rood, het gebladerte groen, schoonheden hadden zwarte ogen, wolken waren grijs, enzovoort. Gogol was de eerste die überhaupt geel en violet heeft gezien. Ik betwijfel of voor die tijd een schrijver, en zeker in Rusland, ooit een bewegend patroon van licht en schaduw op de grond onder de bomen had opgemerkt of de trucs die het zonlicht kan uithalen met de kleur van de bladeren, om maar de meest frappante voorbeelden te noemen. </span></div> <br /> <span style="font-size:78%;">V. Nabokov, Nikolaj Gogol, Amsterdam, Arbeiderspers, 1983</span> <div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4264928547358634539-3393138878661124667?l=anneliesvancamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Annelies Van Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160242178053974063noreply@blogger.com0