There are days when driving is vital to me. It’s almost a liberation. Time to go for a drive , to the roundabout, to the bridge, windows open, arms dangling, before going back, to return to reality. It’s only about one second or two, when one of us goes past the other and I have a thousandth of a second to take a curious look lured by a hand, a face, a light, that makes my heart beat hard, that makes my mind tells me to go hunting. To hunt, yes. To hunt for imagination, for memory. “Where are you going?” I want to say. “Who are you?” There is this slight tension, between public and private, an almost opaque transparency, an almost perfect encounter. “…The world is very disappointing seen in a general perspective, seen in detail it is always perfectly obvious. There is always a moment to capture, where the most ordinary being shows his secret identity…,” says philosopher Jean Baudrillart.
Clara Abi Nader
Exhibition places
Clara Abi Nader, Driving the car
Photomed 2017
January 18- February 8, 2017
Rue Mgr Toubia Aoun
Marfaa D5. building 1301. 5th floor
Centre ville, Beirut
Lebanon
