Friday, 4 February 2011
Wednesday, 2 February 2011
markers
Labels:
drawing,
highgate,
Lieux de Mémoire,
london,
sarcophagus,
trees
suffrage parade
Tuesday, 1 February 2011
Das Weisse mit dem roten Punkt
The White with the Red Spot
"Allowing for chance
Or:
The sum of figures
Awaits the outcome
[…]
Like a mosaic broken up a long time ago
the years cast
their splinters on my shores. Only rarely a bigger piece.
So I had to collect. Carefully put them together,
bit by bit.
Thus was born, infinitely slowly, the intuition of the 'Image.'
[…]
I should not have started with this collection.
and that is my weakness, my failure,
an illusion I have always lived with."
Unica Zürn, Das Weisse mit dem roten Punkt Texte und Zeichnungen, under the direction of Inge Morgenroth, Frankfurt am Main, Berlin: Ullstein, 1988
Anagramme
Extract from
Hans Bellmer Postface to Hexentexte [here]
…What is at stake here is a totally new unity of form, meaning and feel¬ing: language-images that cannot simply be thought up or written up. They enter suddenly and for real into their interconnections, radiating multiple meanings, meandering loops lassoing neighboring sense and sound. They constitute new, multifacetted objects, resembling polyplanes made of mir¬rors. “Beil” (hatchet) becomes “Lieb’” (Love) and “Leib” (body), when the hurried stonehand glides over it; the wonder of it lifts us up and rides away with us on its broomstick.
"Allowing for chance
Or:
The sum of figures
Awaits the outcome
[…]
Like a mosaic broken up a long time ago
the years cast
their splinters on my shores. Only rarely a bigger piece.
So I had to collect. Carefully put them together,
bit by bit.
Thus was born, infinitely slowly, the intuition of the 'Image.'
[…]
I should not have started with this collection.
and that is my weakness, my failure,
an illusion I have always lived with."
Unica Zürn, Das Weisse mit dem roten Punkt Texte und Zeichnungen, under the direction of Inge Morgenroth, Frankfurt am Main, Berlin: Ullstein, 1988
Anagramme
Extract from
Hans Bellmer Postface to Hexentexte [here]
…What is at stake here is a totally new unity of form, meaning and feel¬ing: language-images that cannot simply be thought up or written up. They enter suddenly and for real into their interconnections, radiating multiple meanings, meandering loops lassoing neighboring sense and sound. They constitute new, multifacetted objects, resembling polyplanes made of mir¬rors. “Beil” (hatchet) becomes “Lieb’” (Love) and “Leib” (body), when the hurried stonehand glides over it; the wonder of it lifts us up and rides away with us on its broomstick.
as if he were always translating

Marx suggests an altenate model: money is not like language but like translated language. 'Ideas which have first to be translated out of their mother tongue into a foreign [fremde] language in order to circulate, in order to become exchangeable, offer a somewhat better analogy. So the analogy lies not in language but in the foreign quality or strangeness [Fremdheit] of language.'
Marx 1973, 80
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