Monday 26 May 2014

Walter's Fiery Pools



Melton Road, Leicester, May 2014


As I noted in my recent post, David Batchelor’s book, ‘The Luminous And The Grey’ [1.], makes reference to Walter Benjamin’s own writing in its discussion of luminous colour.  That sent me back to my own copy of the latter’s ‘One-Way Street And Other Writings’ [2.], having put down and bookmarked it some months earlier.  Spookily, I found the passage that Batchelor quotes from lay on the very next page.  Here then, is a longer excerpt from the piece in question,

‘Fools, who bewail the decline of criticism.  The fact is, its time expired long ago.  Criticism is a question of correct distance.  Criticism is at home in a world where perspectives and prospects matter, where it was still possible to adopt a stance.  Things have now begun to chivvy human society much too urgently.  ‘Impartiality’ and the ‘open outlook’ have become lies if not the wholly naïve expression of straight non-competence.  The name of the most intrinsic quality today, the mercantile look penetrating to the heart of things, is advertising…

‘What is it, ultimately, that makes advertising so superior to criticism?  Not what the red electric text up on the moving screen says – the pool of fire that mirrors it on the asphalt.’ [3.].


Melton Road, Leicester, May 2014


In another example of things connecting up, I found myself driving back into Leicester late the other night on wet roads.  Certain brightly illuminated businesses on the city’s Melton Road, (and the resulting reflections on wet pavements), immediately chimed with Benjamin’s text - causing me to park up and grab the camera.  Whilst not necessarily advertising in the classic sense, these illuminated texts do represent the way we’re all urgently, (and routinely), chivvied by our environment.  In fact, so immersed are we in the whole spectacle, that it’s useful to note just how much of a new phenomenon, and worthy of comment, it all once was to him.


Melton Road, Leicester, May, 2014


The general aesthetic espoused here, both stylistic and culinary, has little to do with critical discernment, leaving us to just drink in (and munch on) the gorgeous kitsch beauty of it all.  More simplistically, it’s also a great illustration of Batchelor’s comments on the reliance of coloured illumination on darkness, (or ‘not-colour’), as necessary context.

None of this was planned, but I suspect it was far from mere coincidence, and that reading those two books had subconsciously inclined me toward finding these images…


Postscript:


Is it just me, or do 'Choco Kebab' and 'Huge Candy Train' contain a certain resonant poetry all of their own?




[1.]:  David Batchelor, ‘The Luminous And The Grey’, London, Reaktion Books, 2014

[2.]:  Walter Benjamin, ‘One-Way Street And Other Writings’, London, Penguin Modern Classics, 2009

[3.]:  Walter Benjamin, ‘One-Way Street’, (Original Essay Published 1928).


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