No matter how artful the photographer, no matter how carefully posed his subject, the beholder feels an irresistible compulsion to search such a picture for the tiny spark of contingency, the here and now, with which reality was, so to speak, seared through the image-character of the photograph, to find the inconspicuous place where, within the suchness of that long-past minute, the future nests still today - and so eloquently that we, looking back, may rediscover it. For it is another nature that speaks to the camera rather to the eyes; "others" above all in the sense that a space informed by human consciousness gives way to one informed by the unconsciousness.
from the article Littler history on photography, Walter benjamin
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