See https://claude.site/artifacts/3c1ce26b-4664-448c-87df-c20802053eea .
James Hillman
EGALITARIAN TYPOLOGIES
VERSUS THE PERCEPTION OF THE UNIQUE
“The kind of movement Olson urges is an inward deepening of the image,
an in-sighting of the superimposed levels of significance within it.
This is the very mode that Jung suggested for grasping dreams —
not as a sequence in time, but as revolving around a nodal complex.”
See as well "True Grids" (Log24, August 9, 2018).
The Wikipedia "Truchet tiles" article shown above illustrates Hillman's
"superimposed levels of significance."
For more levels, see Wang on Gõdel and other posts tagged For Stella Maris.
Below — The New York Times quotes its 1947 article on the opening
of a new college FM radio station. Vide the full article, in which the apt
Scylla-Charybdis metaphor was based on remarks by a Fordham Jesuit.
"Mephistopheles is not your name
I know what you're up to just the same
I will listen hard to your tuition
You will see it come to its fruition"
— Sting
The Fordham Jesuit of 1947 seems greatly superior to the Jesuits of today.
See Fordham in this journal.
Update of 1:57 AM ET Tuesday, October 22, 2024 —
See "Jesuit West Side" Story.
In lieu of a hip Jesuit, vide "Sofia Coppola and All the Sad Girls"
by Emily Yoshida in The New York Times on the date of the above
"Teorema" post . . . November 10, 2023.
"By a knight of ghosts and shadows . . . ."
The "Lindenhurst" on the above map suggests an Irrelevant
geographic history note, and a scholium . . .
A Wroclaw image from 2011 in which a version of my own work appears —
Ekphrasis of the Cullinane-Lyche wall above . . .
From The Golden Key by George MacDonald "We must find the country from which the shadows come," said Mossy. "We must, dear Mossy," responded Tangle. "What if your golden key should be the key to it?" "Ah! that would be grand," returned Mossy. |
"Now he believed that where there was a key,
there must also be a lock…."
From The Golden Key by George MacDonald "We must find the country from which the shadows come," said Mossy. "We must, dear Mossy," responded Tangle. "What if your golden key should be the key to it?" "Ah! that would be grand," returned Mossy. |
* See also, in this journal, Saturday night's Spotlight Revisited.
Office scene from "Spotlight," a 2015 film about The Boston Globe.
More in the spirit of Beetlejuice than of Spotlight … A flashback
suggested by today's previous post —
From The Harvard Crimson on Tuesday, October 15 . . .
From Google Search tonight . . .
Update of 12:10 PM EDT October 19 — AI Overview from Google —
The Google AI Overview now includes an illustration and mentions a
new technique ("map systems") which may eventually be generalized.
The phrase "the laughing stock of the rally" suggests a flashback . . .
Related tunes — "Hot Rod Lincoln" and
"Junk in the Trunk" (Planet Booty, YouTube, Feb. 27, 2019)
The boingboing.net news story in the previous post suggests
a rather infantile version of the novel Gerald's Party by the late
Robert Coover . . .
Those not wanting to be infantilized may prefer the red pill.
And then there is Kate Moss —
Sculpture of Kate Moss in Oslo mall.
More seriously . . . Hemingway moss —
"In the meantime we had found out how to beat the erosion of the fiesta and get away from the noise that was getting on the nerves of some of the more valued members of our group. It was to leave in the forenoon and drive up the Irati River above Aoiz and picnic and swim and then drive back in time for the bullfights. Each day we drove further up that lovely trout stream into the great virgin forest of the Irati that was unchanged since the time of the Druids. I had expected it would all be cut and destroyed but it was still the last great forest of the Middle Ages with its great beeches and its centuries-old carpet of moss that was softer and lovelier to lie on than anything in the world. And each day we went farther and farther into it, getting back later to the fights until, finally, we skipped the final fight, the novillada, and penetrated to a place I will give no details on because we want to go back there again and not find fifty cars or jeeps have found it." — From The Dangerous Summer by Ernest Hemingway |
"When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead . . . ."
This book was not in the original novel, and its title is plagiarized.
Blame screenwriter Scott Frank, not Gambit author Walter Tevis.
"Sometimes 'nothing' can be . . . ."
"Failure to communicate?"
Related cinematic art:
This journal on October 7th —
For fans of the late Robert Coover’s novel Gerald’s Party Tags: Best Position — m759 @ 3:47 pm From part two of the recent film triptych "Kinds of Kindness" . . . Window with Couch and Cat —
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We open for limited-time releases featuring products
designed and created by artist Lois van Baarle (aka Loish)."
Webpage bottom line . . .
"Created by Loish and SPACEPANDA, Inc."
See Blue-Green lyrics.
Related material . . .
"…we could go back to my hotel in Beverly Hills, order some room service…."
— August Moon singer in "The Idea of You"
Image linked to in the post "Hotel Art ," August 14, 2024.
" Blue-green colors flashin' " —
NPRC.org is not, as far as I know, affiliated with NPR.org.
Also not affiliated with the Church of Synchronology.
The sneering reference to a fictional boy band in the recent film
"The Idea of You" as "so seventh-grade" suggests a flashback to
the seventh-grade class where I first encountered platonic solids.
The school where the class was given is apparently no longer
a school, but on the bright side . . .
See as well yesterday's 8:59 AM post.
Blackout courtesy of Hollywood DRM.
Related material from this journal on September 25, 2024 —
The Narnia Catechism: Is it Time Variants or Time Variance ?
Facebook Story today —
Another Manic Pixie Monday
Song lyric — "Somewhere . . ."
Real estate motto— Location, Location, Location.
Illustration— The fire leap scene from Wicker Man
The above image was suggested in part by
the thumb-up icon this morning in a Facebook
comment reply . . .
The lyrics in question were those of "Total Eclipse of the Heart."
My favorite line in those lyrics is "Turn around, Bright Eyes."
A recent film illustration of that line —
Stag Party illustration . . .
"Going down? Share full art!"
Fans of the Mark Helprin novel Refiner's Fire
may prefer today's previous post.
Related material —
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I personally prefer . . .
https://www.google.com/search?&q=brown+bunny+billboard .
From the Feast of St. Nicholas last year —
Related cutural artifacts: Maniac the series, and Maniac the book.
"When things go bonkers, you have to adapt." — From "Furiosa" (2024)
See as well this journal on the day of Helgason's death.
For Case Study Films, an application of the philosophy
in today's earlier posts . . .
"Time is the moving image of eternity." — Plato (paraphrased)
Summary, as an illustration of a title by George Mackey —
A more recent famous saying . . .
"Before time began, there was the Cube." — Optimus Prime
Since it is part of the cube, the square figure above
may be seen as a representation of eternity. (The circle,
familiar to us as a clock face, of course represents time.)
Image reposted here on 9 October last year —
Moulin Bleu
Kaleidoscope turning…
Shifting pattern
within unalterable structure…
— Roger Zelazny, Eye of Cat
Instagram today —
Related art —
From part two of the recent film triptych "Kinds of Kindness" . . .
Window with Couch and Cat —
Roman answer: X
Whanganui answer: Also X
Graphic answer: Hexagram 14
Art History answer: The Ten O'Clock
Midrash on "Red One Down" —
Among the usual suspects:
This journal later that September . . .
Some cultural background —
Click to enlarge —
Also from Walpurgisnacht 2024 — Vuelo de Brujas.
Motifs for Conway:
Later . . .
The above reposting was suggested in part by
the word "sevenfold" in Milton —
From the above nineteenth-century text, a verse by Spenser, adapted —
"Bodied, heard, souled, seen."
— might well be applied to a noted brother and sister, as in Petronius:
"… dum frater sororis suae automata per clostellum miratur …."
Detail from the Instagram of Emma Watson —
Ratan Naval Tata was born on Dec. 28, 1937, in Bombay, now Mumbai, during the British Raj. His family belonged to the Parsi religion, a small Zoroastrian community that originated in Persia, fled persecution by the Muslim majority there centuries ago and found refuge in India. Mr. Tata became a leader of that community. — New York Times obituary on 9 October 2024 |
See also theta functions in this journal.
For those who prefer narratives to mathematics . . .
Tiger at the Fire Temple
A Story That Works
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The above Leiber remarks appeared here on December 14, 2005.
They are reposted in memory of the author known as Trevanian,
who reportedly died on that date. He wrote about, and for a time
lived in, the Basque Country.
See also the Basque Country in this journal.
I particularly like this sonnet's "Before…behind" line . . .
Sunday, August 13, 2023
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"Some like it in the pot, nine days old." — Nursery rhyme
Today is Day 9 of October. This suggests a review of
images from posts tagged "Master Plan." For example —
Compare and contrast the "She and Her" of yesterday evening's
10:03 PM post with the "Her and She" of this morning's
11:53 AM post.
Sinatra's "Three Coins in the Fountain" … Adapted —
From Didion’s Play It As It Lays :
Everything goes. I am working very hard at
not thinking about how everything goes.
I watch a hummingbird, throw the I Ching
but never read the coins, keep my mind in the now.
— Page 8
From Play It As It Lays :
I lie here in the sunlight, watch the hummingbird.
This morning I threw the coins in the swimming pool,
and they gleamed and turned in the water in such a way
that I was almost moved to read them. I refrained.
A purely visual version of Didion's three coins —
And then there is an adaptation of a Michael Jackson song —
"I'm looking at the dog in the mirror."
There are, of course, purely secular forms of prayer . . .
The above remarks were suggested by the award today of a Nobel Prize
for Hopfield networks, and by the Hebbian theory I learned
in a 1960-1961 Harvard Freshman Seminar on Prescott Street.
Updates:
For fans of associative memory …
There is also, for a mojo dojo casa house . . .
TX+
"Kercheval, Kesey . . . . Kesey, Kercheval."
And as the "Doing Dallas" musical score —
The article illustration above is Eric Fischl's "She and Her" (2017).
See also other posts in this journal now tagged Fischl.
Deep blue excerpt —
From part two of the recent film triptych "Kinds of Kindness" . . .
Window with Couch and Cat —
Related aesthetics —
Boris Karloff as a modernist architect in a 1934 horror film —
For a Hollywood version of Archimedes, see . . .
A related image from what Ray Bradbury called "October Country" —
"I have to guess on the spot
just what this play’s all about."
— Wisława Szymborska at . . .
"You are not alone." — Adapted AA saying.
From Dan Brown —
From one of my old schools —
From Milton —
Before thir eyes in sudden view appear The secrets of the hoarie deep, a dark Illimitable Ocean without bound, Without dimension, where length, breadth, and highth, And time and place are lost; where eldest Night And Chaos, Ancestors of Nature, hold Eternal Anarchie, amidst the noise Of endless warrs and by confusion stand. For hot, cold, moist, and dry, four Champions fierce Strive here for Maistrie, and to Battel bring amidst the noise Thir embryon Atoms.... ... Into this wilde Abyss, The Womb of nature and perhaps her Grave, Of neither Sea, nor Shore, nor Air, nor Fire, But all these in thir pregnant causes mixt Confus'dly, and which thus must ever fight, Unless th' Almighty Maker them ordain His dark materials to create more Worlds, Into this wilde Abyss the warie fiend Stood on the brink of Hell and look'd a while, Pondering his Voyage.... -- John Milton, Paradise Lost , Book II
Related material —
This morning's post on witchcraft and reason, and related images —
Also from December 1982 —
Addendum for Art Gawkers . . . and P. T. Barnum —
The above review by Perl includes remarks on
Tricks of the Light: Essays on Art and Spectacle
Zone, 270 pp., $32.00.
NOT Crary and Perl —
Jonathan and Einstein in "Arsenic and Old Lace."
* See Fire Temple as well as the previous post and . . .
Letters to Goya, by James Magee, October 5, 2019.
(That 2019 Magee performance was at The Crowley Theater
in Marfa . . . NOT named for Aleister Crowley.)
The New York Times yesterday on an artist-poet who reportedly
died on September 14 at 79 — His work in a West Texas desert . . .
"… isn’t a paean to minimalism or a work of land art, exactly.
Mr. Magee described it as his own private existential exploration
and meditation, and as a container for his deeply personal work. . . ."
A deeply personal exploration and meditation of my own . . .
* See this morning's previous post.
"Let me say this about that." — Richard Nixon
Red and black are accountants' colors. Blue, as in the above text
highlight, suggests Henry Miller and the keyhole of Opus Pistorum.
… And then there is Pullman, with his "Dust." Perhaps the most
appropriate color for Pullman's account is white , as in the following
photo annotation —
Some painters, not inkers, may enjoy studio background
music from Dusty Springfield's album "White Heat."
https://miapensa.com/pages/about —
"… using her documented past work as a means to
revisit and expand on the themes and motifs…."
See also Patterning.
A check in this journal for the above script date — Nov. 21, 2011 —
yields posts tagged . . .
The review suggested above contained an excerpt from the
April 1994 Dartmouth Magazine —
I encountered this some time ago in a search related to
Ripon College and math. The Poe-and-Finite-Math
combination from Dartmouth was memorable.
"Against Dryness" —
"Against the consolations of form, the clean crystalline
work, the simplified fantasy-myth, we must pit the
destructive power of the now so unfashionable naturalistic
idea of character.
Real people are destructive of myth, contingency is
destructive of fantasy and opens the way for imagination."
— Iris Murdoch, January 1961
"the now so unfashionable naturalistic idea of character" —
"Thunder only happens when it's raining,
Players only love you when they're playing."
— Song lyric. See as well the previous post.
Thesis —
A 1911 essay by T. E. Hulme,
"Romanticism and Classicism" —
"There is a general tendency to think that verse means
little else than the expression of unsatisfied emotion.
People say: 'But how can you have verse without sentiment?'
You see what it is: the prospect alarms them. A classical revival
to them would mean the prospect of an arid desert and the death
of poetry as they understand it, and could only come to fill the gap
caused by that death. Exactly why this dry classical spirit should
have a positive and legitimate necessity to express itself in poetry
is utterly inconceivable to them."
Antithesis —
A 1961 reaction against Hulme,
"Against Dryness" —
"Against the consolations of form, the clean crystalline
work, the simplified fantasy-myth, we must pit the
destructive power of the now so unfashionable naturalistic
idea of character.
Real people are destructive of myth, contingency is
destructive of fantasy and opens the way for imagination."
— Iris Murdoch, January 1961
Synthesis —
A New York Times Monday, Sept. 30, theater review by Jesse Green —
"… a story, set in 'the very near future,' in which computer-mediated
interactions — predictive chatbots, large language models, generative
intelligence — are pitted against their analog forebears. What creative
opportunities does such technology afford the artist? What human
opportunities does it squander? Forget the sword: It’s the pen vs. the pixel.
I’m afraid, alas, the pixel wins, because the play, which opened on Monday,
in a stylish Lincoln Center Theater production directed by Bartlett Sher,
works only as provocation."
"… the sets (by Michael Yeargan and Jake Barton) and the projections
(by Barton) — along with Sher’s typically expressive manipulation
of them — are the production’s most successfully integrated elements,
especially the squircle panels, pop-up rooms and torrential digital imagery."
Squircle-related imagery —
From a Facebook reel by Sara Aiello Studio
(Excerpted as "The See Saw" in Log24 on Oct. 1, 2024) —
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