wheredoesitcomefrom

a brief somewhere

[wheredoesitcomefrom]

[music is a weapon]

we need to learn to live in our words. our mouth is a prophecy and your tongue a martyr dying for things not spoken. we give our nouns beautiful names hoping the sound will mask the odor of their lacerations – we dance to the music of mourning and lie face down in the night, dead awake with words dripping from wide sleeping lips.  

[caravaggista]

Among the various meanings of the French word objet, the Littré dictionary gives this: ‘Anything which is the cause or subject of a passion. Figuratively and most typically: the loved object.’ It ought to be obvious that the objects that occupy our daily lives are in fact the objects of a passion, that of personal possession, whose quotient of invested affect is in no way inferior to that of any other variety of human passion. Indeed, this everyday passion often outstrips all the others, and sometimes reigns supreme in the absence of any rival. What is characteristic of this passion is that it is tempered, diffuse, and regulative: we can only guess at its fundamental role in keeping the lives of the individual subject or of the collectivity on an even footing, and in supporting our very project of survival. In this respect, the objects in our lives, as distinct from the way we make use of them at a given moment, represent something much more, something profoundly related to subjectivity: for while the object is a resistant material body, it is also, simultaneously, a mental realm over which I hold sway, a thing whose meaning is governed by myself alone. It is all my own, the object of my passion.

Jean Baudrillard, Excerpt from “The System of Collecting” in The Cultures of Collecting eds. John Elsner & Roger Cardinal (1994)

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