昨天收到佐尔坦.文卡索Zoltan Vancso的电邮，题目是《大冲撞》，猛一看还以为是发生了什么恐怖事件。看内容，原来是他新近出版的图书之一的书名。浏览了六条链接，其摄影的独特视角和审美效果是令人惊叹的，有着某种难以言说的奇幻的时光感。

    我是在去年的国际摄影节认识佐尔坦的。瘦高、长发、沉默，几天下来没有交集。在一次午餐时，忙于拍摄进餐厅较晚的佐尔坦有些茫然地寻找空位，正好坐到我左边，这么着才算正式认识。他认真地解释名字的英文发音，席间问我菜肴的荤素，是个素食者。

    各自回国后，通过他个人网站中的简历，了解到佐尔坦2003年就成为匈牙利国家摄影协会年轻的委员，多次获得各种专业奖。同时也是录音师，弹得好钢琴。从他的摄影范围来看，也应该是旅行家，可谓多才多艺。

    以下是佐尔坦的三部摄影集，我对评述做了翻译，附链接及英文原文：

《在虚无和永恒之间》

    被我们称为“虚无”的那个，实际上只能做为经受不住的幸福一刻的体验。在幸福的高度每个结束都是存在的；那就是虚无。其内在本质，幸福是更具破坏性的，比不幸更加“超自然的”。

    如果不幸降临到我们头上，我们抗争、挣扎，然后使自己变得坚强，但是幸福，当它淹没我们时，同样破坏了我们，吸干我们的精力，给我们留下裂痕、疯狂和失意。

    http://www.blurb.com/books/1461822   http://vimeo.com/13095382

BETWEEN NOTHINGNESS AND ETERNITY 

"That which we call “nothing,” can only actually be experienced during moments of unbearable happiness. At the height of happiness everything ceases to exist; there is nothing. In its essence, happiness is much more destructive, more “metaphysical,” than misfortune.
If misfortune befalls us, we fight, struggle, and harden ourselves, but happiness, when it floods over us, also crushes us, sucking our strength dry, leaving us stripped, crazed, and frustrated. "
(E. M. Cioran)

《大冲撞》

    “如果宇宙是一个现象，那么我们所看到和听到的只是那个现象极微小的部分，现实是什么？

作为人类动物，我们生活在很小范围的体验中，称之为‘我的生活'。作为不成形的观念，我们有能力发现现象之后的本质。我们能透过昏庸找到根源。”

     http://www.blurb.com/books/1458521      http://vimeo.com/13224792

Big bang

"If the universe is an appearance, and what we see and hear are but a tiny fraction of that appearance,
what is reality?
As human animals we live our lives in a very small spectrum of experience, calling it »my life«. As formless consciousness, we have the capacity to discover the truth behind the appearance. We can see through the trance to find the source."
(Eli Jaxon-Bear)

《神秘的旅者》

   “这条路总比沿途的客栈好，塞万提斯写道；我们存在的时间尤其能证明这一格言。旅途本身变成旅馆，在路上度过的时光变成了无尽的到达。（……）怀旧以争取确实，为了最大的表现，为了记录生活，为了接触拥有者的阅历，我们在那里。科技提供的速度真是诱人的；也是所能创造的最增值的。并且唯一可以与之相媲美的是静止。”

     http://www.blurb.com/books/1460748     http://vimeo.com/13385184

MYSTERIOUS TRAVELER

'The road is always better than the inns along the way, writes Cervantes; and the times we live in can especially confirm this motto. The road itself has become the inn, and the time spent on the road has become the endless arrival. (...) The nostalgia to strive for the absolute, for maximum performance, for the record of existence, for the experience of relating to the possessor, is there within us. And that which technology offers speed is truly tempting; moreover, it is the most exaggerating value that it can create. And the only thing that might match it is stillness.' (Miklós Mészöly)