Radio DelEuZe: BACON II : one continuous accident mounting on top of another

4.11.08

BACON II : one continuous accident mounting on top of another

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Homo Ludens: BACON II : one continuous accident mounting on top of another: "Cezanne said that he tried to paint the confused sensations that we bring with us at birth. Bacon attempts the same thing in his painting. A highlight of Gilles Deleuze’s analysis of Bacon’s work is his description of how Bacon scrubs, sweeps, wipes and marks the canvas in order to empty out convention, erase the cliché, and leave the ground clear for reality."

BACON III : with God, everything is permitted

__________AnD What I most detested was Hegelianism and dialectics.

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What I most detested was Hegelianism and dialectics.

And : The question of speed is important and also very complex. It doesn't mean the first in the race: you can be late through speed. Speed is to be caught in a becoming_ which is not a development or an evolution. One must be like a taxi, queue(ligne d'attente), line of flight, traffic jam, bottleneck, green and red lights, slightly paranoid,brushes with the police. To be an abstract and broken line, a zigzag which glides 'between'. The grass and speed. What you misnamed style just now_ charm or style_ is speed.

And :One only discovers worlds through a long, broken flight.

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As for the method of deconstruction of texts I see clearly what it is, I admire it a lot, but it has nothing to do with my own method. I do not present myself as a commentator on texts.

For me, a text is merely a small cog in an extra-textual practice. It is not a question of commenting on the text by a method of deconstruction, or by a method of textual practice, or by other methods; it is a question of what use it has in an extra-textual practice that prolongs the text ..

Professor D Challanger speaking

in Clinical Critical terms as the hat was in the wind

How else?

How else can one write of those things which one doesn't know, or knows badly? It is precisely here that we imagine having something to say. We write only at the frontiers of our knowledge, at the border which separates our knowledge from our ignorance and transforms the one to the other.
Only in this manner are we resolved to write. To satisfy ignorance is to put off writing until tomorrow -or rather, to make it impossible. Perhaps writing was a relation to silence altogether more threatening that that, which is supposed to entertain with death.
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Difference and Repetition.