As a preface to this small note upon Baudrillard's stages of the "Loss of the Real," we must first confess our utmost apology at the lateness of this post. Spruce, I am afraid, has had too large a variety of work from the illustrious foundation entitled School, and hence, has not slept enough. Thus, she asked me the slight favor of writing this post.
Spruce, as she has informed me, has yet to dedicate an entire post to the elucidation of Baudrillard's stages of the "Loss of the Real," a topic under the category of postmodernism. She will do so in due course.
On this conventional day, nonetheless, we shall endeavor to stretch the capacity with which our minds operate.
In this metaphor, you, a preeminent painter, paint a picture of yourself painting the picture. However, in the picture, you are in an elaborate room. There is no truth in this representation because, at this moment when you are painting, you are not in a room full of grandeur, but your small, ill-functioning upstairs.
The question presently proposed is this: what does this self in the painting find within the imaginary world created?
Dragomir Volkov
Source: Peter Barry's chapter on Postmodernism in Introduction to Theory
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