Happily, no. If you load up the address in street view, you'll see that she, like a few other people on that stretch of sidewalk, is just sunbathing. (And not naked, for that matter).
The world captured by Google appears to be more truthful and more transparent because of the weight accorded to external reality, the perception of a neutral, unbiased recording, and even the vastness of the project. At the same time, I acknowledge that this way of photographing creates a cultural text like any other, a structured and structuring space whose codes and meaning the artist and the curator of the images can assist in constructing or deciphering.
I like to go back to places I lived long ago and "look" at streets that were once familiar - and see what's left of that, and of my own memory.
Also interesting is the places that aren't part of the Google agenda, whatever that is. The place I grew up has no photographs at all. But the photos of the place I'm living are constantly telling me about things I haven't seen. So - did I ever see the place I grew up?
Can someone tell me what the actual insight here is? Maybe I'm just simple minded but I always thought the value of art was to give people an insight into the human condition and the value of essays on art is to clarify that insight for those who might not see it.
This author just seems to enjoy going around and around in rhetorical circles with no purpose other than to hear himself speak.
beautiful pictures there. the write is quite right about the cultural and historical implications of google streetview.
i wonder if there will be a street history in 10, 20, 50 years time...
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DIY+OSS FTW.
Oh, humanities majors -- you guys are so silly.
Also interesting is the places that aren't part of the Google agenda, whatever that is. The place I grew up has no photographs at all. But the photos of the place I'm living are constantly telling me about things I haven't seen. So - did I ever see the place I grew up?
This author just seems to enjoy going around and around in rhetorical circles with no purpose other than to hear himself speak.
I think that's also one of the purposes of art isn't it?