Observer Creator

Feb 25: Beijing, the Flaneur re-affirmed

The crowd is [her] element, as the air is that of birds and water of fishes. [Her] passion and [her] profession are to become one flesh with the crowd. For the perfect flâneur, for the passionate spectator, it is an immense joy to set up house in the heart of the multitude, amid the ebb and flow of movement, in the midst of the fugitive and the infinite. To be away from home and yet to feel oneself everywhere at home; to see the world, to be at the centre of the world, and yet to remain hidden from the world—impartial natures which the tongue can but clumsily define. The spectator is a princ[esse] who everywhere rejoices in [her] incognito.[…] we might liken [her] to a mirror as vast as the crowd itself; or to a kaleidoscope gifted with consciousness, responding to each one of its movements and reproducing the multiplicity of life and the flickering grace of all the elements of life. (Beaudelaire)

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