Micro Landscapes
We become digital mereologists; trying to encounter a weathered fragment of the Colosseum, a rusty screw, a fading mosaic, a horse-cart and tourist-foot eroded Pompeiian paving slab as other. There is some interest in the cavernous churches, in the imposing Colosseum, but we are urged from somewhere deep within to look closer.
Now attempting to reconstruct the parts of the worlds from every single angle using photogrammetry software. 40-70 cameras align, and build a cloud of 600,000 points, each with their own colour and intensity values. We are gifted with an incomplete, distorted rendition of our original object, rebuilt by computer logic into an uncanny version of what it once was. Now we can enter these brave new worlds through the computer screen, and reinterpret them unhindered by our prescribed linguistic preconceptions.
We lose our anthropocentric shackles, our oh-so-human arrogance and we surrender ourselves to the equally present micro monuments Italy. A foreign land within a foreign land. We lose ourselves in the eroded crevices of a Corinthian column, or the cracked and ancient terrain of a Roman mosaic. We feel the scars of time, each becoming a valley in its own right.These become worlds of certain form, but uncertain origin.
