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The Dream Made Real

One of the world’s most famous paintings generates a profound turbulence.

Black and white on a huge canvas, Picasso’s Guernica

imagines the frenzied destruction of an aerial bombing.

It has become an iconic image of the madness of war.


But while Guernica is an image of war, there are no soldiers to be seen.

Instead, the painting depicts a very particular kind of war.

A war against humanity.

The bombs that fell in 1937 on the small town of Guernica

in the Basque region of Spain fell on women and children

and old men and animals.

It was no accident. They were excellent targets.


Which reminds me, have you ever dreamed of flying?


In his masterful The History of Bombing, Sven Lindqvist shows us

that when man first began to dream of flight…

He began to dream of bombs.

Early popular fiction depicted bombers high in the sky,

safe and dedicated to their sacred mission:

the absolute decimation of entire cities and races below.


And then, the dream became real.

Man learned to fly, and quickly, very quickly,

he learned to bomb.

It proved an impressive way of keeping order.


Let’s say you had valuable colonies filled with inferior people

who possessed an entirely different skin color and religion than your own.

And say the colonies were disobedient. They opposed your occupation.

Or interrupted your removal of their resources.

Or gave comfort to your enemies.


You merely had to fly over the homes where their children

played and their wives cooked and their elders sat,

and drop your bombs.

The fiery transformation was considered most effective.


You had delivered a clear message on the law of civilization:

Never resist your superiors. Never think of resisting.

Submit and serve.


In this way, early aerial bombing massacred civilians

in the villages and cities of Morocco and India and

Iran and Ethiopia and many, many other countries.

Only you never heard of these bombings.

They had no Picasso to tell the tale of their devastation.

Their stories went up with the smoke.


Of course, the civilized powers dropping the bombs

did not endorse the brutal killing of innocents. They would never do that.

They were nations of laws and justice and religion.

They enacted strict international laws forbidding such actions.

Only these laws applied to humans like themselves.

Humans unlike themselves,

Africans or Arabs or Asians or Indians,

were naturally inferior and fell outside such legal constraints.

They could be slaughtered for their own good.


That’s what was interesting with Guernica.

Europeans bombed innocent Europeans.

That was new in 1937. And deeply unsettling.


Picasso began working on his masterpiece almost immediately

after hearing reports of the atrocity, and his Guernica painting

soon toured widely through Europe.

When viewers gazed upon it, did they sense

it was an image more from the future than the past?

No matter. A single painting, no matter how strong, no matter

how celebrated the artist, was not enough. Not enough at all.

Soon the people of the civilized nations would learn

what their darker-skinned brothers already knew.

Everyone was at risk from the sky.


In a few short years, civilians living in huge cities

would be incinerated by the tens of thousands.

Dresden, Hamburg, and Tokyo would be

decimated in a new kind of war where everyone

was a target and innocence was irrelevant.

Of course, that was another time, another world.

Nothing like that could happen today.


The important work of our greatest artists tell us so.

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The Art of Exposure

You begin with an image. It comes through Twitter or Tumblr or Instagram. The view is unfamiliar, a strange indistinct area from an alien land.

The only thing you know is that this place is a crime scene.


People have been murdered there. By a drone.

There are a few spare facts. Four missiles, more than 16 dead. Little else. Details will remain elusive for some time, because the event took place in a distant area.

And the dead are not people we know.


Who are those caught in the eye of the drone? A terrorist, a man selling tea, a child? We are left to wonder.

It’s this act of wondering which is the real product of Dronestagram, a social media project that disperses these “drones-eye” views across various platforms. James Bridal is the inventive artist who realized he could tap into the drone data compiled by The Bureau of Investigative Journalism, match it with Google satellite images, and bring it into the everyday lives of safe, comfortable people.


Some argue that such drone strikes engender fear and resentment among the innocent civilians of these areas, and it will be that which will prove the enduring damage of these attacks. But if we don’t know about the bombs, if we don’t read about the victims, if we’re left in the dark, we surrender any role in preventing war or shaping peace.

Which is exactly what powerful authorities prefer. We’ll handle things, they assure us.

Just trust us.


In the ongoing struggle between the forces of concealment and revelation, Dronestagram features the art of quiet exposure, reminding us, oh so politely, to consider the consequences of our secret wars and state assassinations.

Do we step deeper into the image? Or do we look away?

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