David Jones, artist and poet (1895-1974) begins his PREFACE TO THE ANATHEMATA :

'I have made a heap of all that I could find.' (1) So wrote Nennius, or whoever composed the introductory matter to Historia Brittonum. He speaks of an 'inward wound' which was caused by the fear that certain things dear to him 'should be like smoke dissipated'. Further, he says, 'not trusting my own learning, which is none at all, but partly from writings and monuments of the ancient inhabitants of Britain, partly from the annals of the Romans and the chronicles of the sacred fathers, Isidore, Hieronymous, Prosper, Eusebius and from the histories of the Scots and Saxons although our enemies . . . I have lispingly put together this . . . about past transactions, that [this material] might not be trodden under foot'. (2)

(1) The actual words are coacervavi omne quod inveni, and occur in Prologue 2 to the Historia.
(2) Quoted from the translation of Prologue 1. See The Works of Gildas and Nennius, J.A.Giles, London 1841.


01 February 2022

A ± B = C / ...D ± E ± F ± G...


Unsheathe your dagger definitions. Horseness is the whatness of allhorse. (James Joyce, Ulysses)

A swarthy boy opened a book and propped it nimbly under the breastwork of his satchel. He recited jerks of verse with odd glances at the text:

    Weep no more, woful shepherd, weep no more
    For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead,
    Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor...


It must be a movement then, an actuality of the possible as possible. Aristotle's phrase* formed itself within the gabbled verses and floated out into the studious silence of the library of Saint Genevieve where he had read, sheltered from the sin of Paris, night by night. By his elbow a delicate Siamese conned a handbook of strategy. Fed and feeding brains about me: under glowlamps, impaled, with faintly beating feelers: and in my mind's darkness a sloth of the underworld, reluctant, shy of brightness, shifting her dragon scaly folds. Thought is the thought of thought. Tranquil brightness. The soul is in a manner all that is: the soul is the form of forms. Tranquillity sudden, vast, candescent: form of forms.

James Joyce, Ulysses (Nestor p.26) 

* "It follows that the soul is analogous to the hand; for as the hand is a tool of tools, so the mind is the form of forms and sense the form of sensible things." [Aristotle : On the Soul, Book III, Part 8]

whatness of allhorse = horseness
an actuality of the possible as possible = a movement
thought of thought = thought 
form of forms = soul 
analog of the hand = soul
tool of tools = hand 
form of forms = mind 
form of sensible things = sense 




Theatre of the Analogs of Regard   
detail
A Person Looks At A Work Of Art/
someone looks at something...
  
LOGOS/HA HA