We are, in our Promethean excesses, the only culture to have invented the perspective of ideal growth, of total performance, up to the supreme stage of reality. But we can no longer measure ourselves against this vertiginous dimension. Modernity (the West) can no longer respond to its own values of unlimited progress and growth. Programming has transformed progress, which was an idea, a great historical idea, into a technological operation of the world in real time. And infinity, once an ideal abstraction, is materialized as well in infinite growth, the immediate vertigo of profusion. And we are now prisoners of this irreversible dimension – unable to reinvent a finite universe.
— Jean Baudrillard, Where Good Grows
— Jean Baudrillard, Where Good Grows
Some sculptures by German modernist sculptor Oswald Herzog from his 1921 book Plastik; Sinfonie des Lebens.
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