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No one is more avidly curious about other people's doings than those persons whom they do not concern.
Like a car, a camera is sold as a predatory weapon - one that's as automated as possible, ready to spring. Popular taste expects an easy, an invisible technology.
Curiosity creeps into the houses of the unfortunate and the needy under the name of duty or of pity.
I'm insatiably curious about human nature.
I'm just someone who observes a lot.
No one likes to be watched constantly by someone he can't see.
I don't generally like to watch myself.
You know,' I whispered, 'some girls might think it's creepy having a boy watch them sleep.' He smirked and pointed to himself. 'Spy.' 'Oh.' I nodded. 'Right. So you're a trained Peeping Tom.' 'Product of the best peeping academies in the country.' 'Well, now I feel much better.' 'You should.
I think that the whole voyeuristic attitude of filmmakers or of me personally - of shooting documentaries and so forth - is an important issue.
THERE'S SOMETHING TERRIBLY intimate about watching a person sleep. To watch them when they have no idea you are doing it. It's an invasion of the highest form to gaze upon someone when they are unable to hide, or put a wall up, to protect whatever scars or vulnerabilities they might have.
I watch people from the top of buses who don't know they're being watched. It's quite fascinating.
Paranoid eyes with the fusion of passion and duplicity.
I know a man
who photographed the view he saw
from the window of the room where he made love
and not the face of the woman he loved there.
Curiosity is a terrible thing, but it's human.
I'm a talentless but popular young singer and I have the feeling someone is watching me. I use the term loosely because I have few feelings, and even they're too simple, like primary colors.
I'm a dilettante. My governing word is 'curiosity.'
The acquisitive instinct is incompatible with true appreciation of beauty
was letting the cameras
covetousness. But,
Observing what is around us and registering errant impressions is a state not so much of passive inaction as of alert receptivity. Allowing ourselves to notice, to be open to our surroundings, is a way of awakening our curiosity in the world outside ourselves. The
It's creepy, knowing someone might be watching me. Why do they need that?
I try to give myself passionately, totally, to whatever I'm observing, with as much affectionate curiosity as I can muster, as a means of understanding a little better what being human is.
I guess I'm just quite observant and I pay attention to a lot of things. Human behavior really fascinates me.
Watching people is a bit of a hobby of mine. It's quite fascinating, really.
view. Absentmindedly
People are fascinated, for whatever reason, by human drama, and the idea that cameras are capturing ambient stories.
I'm a voyeur. I say that with no embarrassment. If I could have a superpower, being invisible would be it, no question. I'm fascinated by human behavior; observing people and seeing how much story gets told without a lot of dialogue, and how much our brain fills in.
But now we are either horrified at what we see or we pretend we are horrified, while in reality we relish the spectacle, as connoisseurs of strong and eccentric sensations that rouse us from our cynical and lazy apathy;
The complete disregard for the camera's presence indicates its complete saturation in their lives. The subject neither notices nor seems to care that someone has been invited into their private moment.
Curiosity is gluttony. To see is to devour.
You think the only thing looking at you is this steel thing, but behind the camera is this living, breathing person operating the camera whose job it is to watch you.
Imagine that this communication sometimes lends a sense of the uncanny to the landscape because of the narcissism of our human gaze, but that it is just part of the natural world here.
The photographic frame is no longer used as a documentary window into undisturbed private lives, but as a stage on which the subjects consciously direct themselves to bring forward hidden information that is not normally displayed on the surface.
I'm sometimes called a 'documentary photographer' but ... a man operating under that definition could take a sly pleasure in the disguise. Very often I'm doing one thing when I'm thought to be doing another.
I am an observer.
Every act is a visual judgement.
Radio listeners are voyeurs: lurking, invisible, eavesdropping.
This disease of curiosity.
Pornography is the quadraphonics of sex. It adds a third and fourth track to the sexual act. It is the hallucination of detail that rules. Science has already habituated us to this microscopics, this excess of the real in its microscopic detail, this voyeurism of exactitude.
I don't know any people that like watching themselves. I prefer not to.
True individualists tend to be quite unobservant; it is the snob, the would be sophisticate, the frightened conformist, who keeps a fascinated or worried eye on what is in the wind.
Who are you when no one is watching?
This watching through cool intent eyes and delicately adjusting one factor or another till a man's fundamental instinct for self-preservation cracks, is savagery in its most pure, most polished and most highly evolved form.
I like to think I'm a listener, and I'm fascinated by observing people - I suppose you just lock that in.
I don't really have an aversion to watching myself. I think I've been doing it for long enough that I have a system of separating it in my brain from my egotistical neuroses for the most part.
All of us take an interest, to a greater or lesser extent, in what people around us look like, what they are doing, and why they are doing it.
You're being watched too, remember?"
"I wasn't aware - "
"That some of the screens you're looking at are looking at you?"
"Yes."
"Well, they are.
I can watch anybody all day long if they're really doing what they're doing. I have a fascination with human behavior, watching people talk, when they pick at their face or how they hold their hand or if they're listening to you, if they're not listening to you.
I like to know where the camera is.
Curiosity is insubordination in its purest form.
As French philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre noted sixty years ago, as soon as we imagine we're being watched, we start to notice how we're behaving, and we begin to imagine how other people might respond if they were watching.
I don't like to watch myself. For the most part, I find it weird. It depresses me; I'm very critical.
You can't see a person more nakedly than that, when they don't know they're being watched, studied.
Curiosity is free-wheeling intelligence.
The narcissist enjoys being looked at and not looking back.
Observation is the telescope of human nature. It is the tele of watching distantly. But taking an action is the result of Self-regulation and interference. It is going beyond boundaries in aiming to achieve a considerable ambitions.
When you see yourself on video, you and your friends spending time on vacation, and they take a video, and then you see it, it's really disturbing.
...the age of surveillance is only a symptom of the new hyper-narcissism that has infected our collective reality tunnels. We invite the surveillance cameras into our homes because they are proof that someone is paying attention to us.
Curiosity is the most superficial of all the affections; it changes its object perpetually; it has an appetite which is very sharp, but very easily satisfied, and it has always an appearance of giddiness, restlessness and anxiety.
Curiosity being one of the forms of self-revelation, a systematically incurious person remains always partly mysterious.
We can imagine the two of them having this conversation: Consciousness: "Hey, watcha doing over there?" Subconsciousness: "Trust me, you're better off not knowing." Self-protection
I'm a world-class people watcher. I like to watch people's body movements, their expressions. It says so much about them.
I had always felt that I was an observer, never a participant; that I was watching from behind a thick glass wall as people went about the business of living
and did it with such ease, with a skill that they took for granted and that I had never known.
Predators watch their quarry. It starts with the eyes.
Some people see what they want to see.
Objectivity is a subject's delusion that observing can be done without him
I love observing people.
I like to think of myself as an observer.
Curiosity is a sort of gluttony. To see is to devour.
People unconsciously want to reveal their inner urges.
People see what they want to see.People-- John Green
Though introverts are drained by interaction, we can take immense pleasure in watching the scene around us.
Twitter is the marriage of full-tilt narcissism and full-tilt voyeurism that has finally collided in 140 words.
egocentric melodrama.
I observe the world and the people surrounding me.
It is a peculiar sensation, this double-consciousness, this sense of always looking at one's self through the eyes of others, of measuring one's soul by the tape of a world that looks on in amused contempt and pity.
Camera's are everywhere, the walls have eyes the sidewalks have eyes. Nothing completely happens without someone knowing about it.
Pornography: That which excites, whether from approval or disapproval.
Sometimes I eavesdrop on people. I could rationalize it - oh, this is good anthropological research for characters I'm writing - but it's basically just nosiness. It also helps me gauge where I'm at: Am I normal?
When people are watching you, it makes you think twice about what you do, and the things you say, and the people you hang around with.
I don't ever watch myself. By watching, you try to perfect yourself, become a robot.
I do this because I'm an observer of people. That's why I want to be an actor. I'm fascinated by human beings and the circumstances they find themselves in.
There's a kind of telepathy that goes on with the photographer and model.
Looking through this intimate window, readers have a choice about their own lives. Will they guard their own internal landscapes or lay themselves bare for others to see?
Curious, a man's affection for the object that he manipulates.
Ever since he could remember, he'd people-watched to pass time. When he was younger, everyone told him it was rude. He hadn't stopped; merely perfected his technique.
Documentary photography has amassed mountains of evidence. And yet ... the genre has simultaneously contributed much to spectacle, to retinal excitation, to voyeurism, to terror, envy and nostalgia, and only a little to the critical understanding of the social world.
Some even "peek through" their computer screens to see themselves on FB as others see them, in order to be sure of who they really are. In effect, they have become self-voyeurs!
Selfie-centered person!
Paranoid Android,
More and more individuals, owing to their bloodless indolence, will aspire to be nothing at all--in order to become the public: that abstract whole formed in the most ludicrous way, by all participants becoming a third party (an onlooker).
He's watching me watching you watching him watching me watching him watching.
To be a man, watched by women. It must be entirely strange. To have them watching him all the time. To have them wondering, What's he going to do next?
It seems impossible, in fact, to judge the eye using any word other than seductive, since nothing is more attractive in the bodies of animals and men. But extreme seductiveness is probably at the boundary of horror.
I think of myself as a reportage photographer. I like the word. It implies a personal account of an observed event with connotations of subjectivity but honesty. It is eye-witness photography.
When you demand the nature of my motives, you reveal the style of your thinking to be callow, captious, superficial, craven, uncertain and impudent.
UXORIOUSNESS, n. A perverted affection that has strayed to one's own wife.
Witnessing this sort of unbridled sexuality could be addictive.
The possession of a camera can inspire something akin to lust. And like all credible forms of lust, it cannot be satisfied.
Our society is not one of spectacle but of surveillance.