Restless Path

0x4…b5e

ERC1155

Does our past determine our present and our future? Do our backgrounds, our intentions, our beliefs, shape and determine what we communicate in our work? The Death of the Author pays tribute to French literary critic and theorist Roland Barthes, and his 1967 essay of the same name ("La mort de l'auteur"), arguing that we should not analyze an author's works based on their identity. Does an artist's work represent them as a human? Does their work tell us who they are, or is their work merely their creation, and not necessarily a piece of their existence or personality? As authors and artists, do we live through our works? Should we be judged based on what we create? Is our integrity and our morality determined by our imaginations and fabrications?