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21.08.00 : labyrinths and labour |
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Hi all, been reading Mark Danielewski's 'House of Leaves', which I know Pat is reading too and some of you may have already come across. It's a strange intertextual, Borgesian like fiction "centering" (I'll come back to this) around a film of a family moving into a house who find an impossible, labrynthine other 'house' in a corridor off their living room. Too much to describe in any detail here, but the text is full of footnoted asides, commentaries and references that spin the narrative off into analytical sourcing and theorising that seems to almost offer the 'impossible house' (a kind of 'thalamus' really, - an inner chamber, of actual space or a location in the brain/mind) up as a conceptual 'chamber', where questions of space, reality/fiction, habitation and what another book I'm reading (Body, Memory and Architecture) refers to as the "emotional spatiality of the human body" can be considered and explored. ANYWAY, there is a risk that I might start wandering off into interminable
tangents given the soaking my brain has received since my reading this
morning, so I'll try to keep focussed... SO, at one point the text goes
on a long disucssion about labyrinths - at the same time, or near enough
to the same time, it is talking about ideas of the 'center' - spatially
and subjectively (not surprisingly). Apparantly the word labyrinth has
its origins from the latin or greek (can't remember now) for labour -
the connection being that being in a labyrinth involved the ceaseless
process of trying to find your way out, it is impossible to rest, to stop,
to find 'residence' in the space of the labyrinth, it is therefore a space
of labour or a space that defines a labour - the work of getting out of
it. The text also talks in this section of Derrida's ideas about the center
and how the center precludes or limits the 'play' of the structure. Going back to Danielewski's book, briefly (I promise!) he also writes a lot in the book, in various ways, about exploration and the endurance in exploration and waiting - the experiences of being both in and outside of the 'labyrinth'(the unknown?). There is something in this for me about what kind of labour we need to live in this evolving labyrinthine world. And it links to exploration. Whatever it is that drives or drove people to go into places that no one had ever been before, of which they had little idea what they would find etc. etc. whatever made them do it in the first place, must be a different thing from the thing that enabled them to endure the 'place' once they were there (i.e. lost enough to know they had reached the unknown that they were after). After the initial impulse and the final (if they were lucky) achievement, there must have been/be a process (of labour?, a labour of love?) that sustained them, that allowed them to remain stable (although many didn't), that gave them faith to keep going. My hunch is that whatever that is, it has nothing to do with the beginning or the end of that exploration, but more to do with exploring itself - being in a state that has no boundaries, but has immense detail, much to consider, much nourish the moment. Sorry to go on so long. Going to go swimming now. A haptic exorcise. bests Brigid |
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