'It seems that we learn something about art when we experience what the word solitude is meant to designate. This word has been much abused. Still, what does the expression 'to be alone' signify? When is one alone? Asking this question should not simply lead us into melancholy reflections. Solitude as the world understands it is a hurt which requires no further comment here. We do not intend to evoke the artist’s solitude either - that which is said to be necessary to him for the practice of art. When Rilke writes to the countess of Solms-Laubach (August 3, 1907), “For weeks, except for two short interruptions, I haven’t pronounced a single word; my solitude has finally encircled me and I am inside my efforts just as the core is in the fruit,” the solitude of which he speaks is not the essential solitude. It is concentration.” -Blanchot
Stupidity is never foreign to knowledge; knowledge can itself become stupidity par excellence, so to speak. And this is so because knowledge, and in particular theoretical knowledge as passage to the act of reason—or more broadly noesis—only occurs intermittently to a noetic soul which constantly regresses, and which, as such, is like Sisyphus, perpetually ascending the slope of its own stupidity.
Sakai Hoitsu, Triptych of the Three Seasons: Autumn Moon, early 19th c.
Bagni del Masino, Lombardy, Italy
"Everyday language [la langage courant] calls a cat a cat, as if the living cat and its name were identical, as if it were not true that when we name the cat, we retain nothing of it but its absence, what it is not." -Blanchot
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