looking & looking away

I'm so disgusted by the internet. I know everyone is. Years ago I started to think about how--because of the internet, commercialism, etc.--the image is sick. Not to fall into bad thinking about what "sickness" is. But I think that the image is sick. Which is too bad for someone like me who likes looking maybe more than anything at all. I'm writing here to avoid doing the eye-mind-hand action that is my internet usage. I'm writing here to list these books about looking:

Roland Barthes' Camera Lucida (I'd never read it before), Christina Sharpe's Ordinary Notes (takes down Barthes and takes up Barthes--and also does a zillion other wonderful things) are my most recent favorites.

So much of the new Zambreno is about looking as a feeling/curation in the home/Cornell & the "small life." I just read Butler's Parable of the Talents and the narrator must do so much looking away. Amanda Goldblatt lent me Open Throat, which is the looking of a mountain lion; she also lent me Bear, which is a librarian looking through an inherited estate's archives. Sara Nicholson's new book is about feeling, but much of it is accessed by looking. 

I know that when the semester begins again, I'll be back in the rotation of internet-looking. But I am marking this spot for right now.

I wanted to include here a link to Bill Baillee's film All My Life, but the internet won't let me. Or it's broken. Or I just can't do my looking right now.

https://www.ubu.com/film/baillie_life.html