memories of photography

With the Casio black and white wrist watch camera, with time and a lens, I would go to Stout Architectural Books down from Telegraph Hill, look at photographs, and photograph them. I very much liked this small camera, my first digital camera, for its low fidelity, and found that the quality of the image reminded me of early photography. It is as if the image is already fading, receding away like a distant memory, as if seeing photography.

Digital photography became a way to examine photography; in a similar way that video became a way for Godard to look at Cinema. The digital both mimics or imitates photography, never quite being photography and becomes something of the uncanny of photography. For me digital photography is the image of disappearance, is the recording of recording. All photography now is in a sense conceptual and about materialization, the materialization of something in the event of a kind of appearance. With the digital watch camera, time, memory, photography, all collapsed in this instrument. What is a camera but a watch seeing time, seeing seeing and with it I could see the memory of photography.