One has just been sent out as a biblical dove, has found nothing green, and slips back
into the darkness of the ark -- Kafka

Monday, August 10, 2015

Walking, Blogging & Randomness (Jorge Luis Borges)

Homes, like Churches, can be carried with you invisibly. Anyway: I walked an old path this morning -- from 2nd St. to the Peninsula and back again -- but not as old as the path I've walked the last two or three weeks (summer is a time when the calendar is truly a fiction).

No pics today: everything stood out but not in a take-my-pic way. Still, I wanted to put something up besides my babble. I worked in a somewhat random way (the text was lounging to my left, atop a few other choice texts) and grabbed up Borges' Selected Non-Fictions. Compounding that randomness I flipped through the book and found one of my old Hogarthian lines (something I miss from the old papyrus and vellum days): I chose what that line and its author seemed to be impressed with so many years ago for my blog entry.

The non-fiction piece from Borges (should we even stoop to categories for his work) is titled "A Grandiose Manifesto from Breton" and the Borges' quote I squiggled follows on him quoting from a pamphlet published by Andre Breton and Diego Rivera. Voila:

     What conclusions may we draw from this? I believe, and only believe, that Marxism (like Lutheranism, like the moon, like a horse, like a line from Shakespeare) may be a stimulus for art, but it is absurd to decree that it is the only one. It is absurd for art to be a department of politics.

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