#the theoretical

[rkhongjoong]

▫︎ ▪︎  ━   the theoretical .

sometimes training can feel a lot like school, but at least they’re teaching things that could potentially serve some good in the future.  like this month, they’re focusing on music theory - even though he’s taken an introduction to the class before once for his degree, it’s always nice to refresh on the basics.  it also means the class is a piece of cake for the most part, and that he can help other people who seem like they’re struggling.

case in point: yoojung.  while it doesn’t necessarily seem like she’s struggling with the theory itself, somehow it’s a little .. plain on her face that she’s not quite enjoying what they’re learning for the month.  so without much noise, jinseok drops into the seat next to her and flashes a wide smile until she notices he’s there.  “ hey there.  why the long face?”

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[dreamingspace]

one of my blog posts for my english 380 class. I adore that I went totally obscure and off-topic with this one, and found out that other people have been thinking about it, too. <3

[dreamingspace]

The long poem of walking manipulates spatial organisations, no matter how panoptic they may be: it is neither foreign to them (it can take place only within them) nor in conformity with them (it does not receive its identity from them). It creates shadows and ambiguities within them. It insets its multitudinous references and citations into them (social models, cultural mores, personal factors). Within them it is itself the effect of successive encounters and occasions that constantly alter it and make it the other's blazon: in other words, it is like a peddler, carrying something surprising, transverse or attractive compared with the usual choice. These diverse aspects provide the basis of a rhetoric. They can even be said to define it.

Michel de Certeau, "Walking in the City" (it's impossible to pull a short de Certeau quote, okay)

[dreamingspace]

The ordinary practitioners of the city ... they are walkers ... whose bodies follow the thicks and thins of an urban "text" they write without being able to read it. These practitioners make use of the spaces that cannot be seen; their knowledge of them is as blind as that of lovers in each other's arms. The paths that correspond in this intertwining, unrecognised poems in which each body is an element signed by many others, elude legibility. It is as though the practices organising a bustling city were characterised by their blindness. The networks of these moving, intersecting writings compose a manifold story that has neither author nor spectator, shaped out of fragments of trajectories and alterations of spaces: in relation to representations, it remains daily and indefinitely other. Escaping the imaginary totalizations produced by the eye, the everyday has a certain strangeness that does not surface ...

Michel de Certeau, "Walking in the City"