Category: Research Project

Thoughts in relation to my second creative project, trying to step out of contexualisation through language and start la la ing.

Erudite from oxford dictionary: having or showing great knowledge or learning. Does the erudite spread knowledge without the need to bow down and listen again, to submit themselves to the other voices of the present? Such fascinating theories can only come from isolation of the self, theories like long strings weaved in a hermitage. Does the erudite then promote isolation? Werner Herzog called the 21st century the century of solitude, due to the transformations of technology and communication. I’m learning so much on the internet, I have my own wallpaper and sounds bleeping out, I am so liberated. But there’s a tickling desire to march deeper, as if I am uncomplete. The discipline of knowledge is to go inwards into the abstraction of ideas, as if to weave a knot and bring it back to the ground. A challenge. Is it successful? Or does abstraction spawn more abstraction, as we trundle along in the “century of solitude”…

On meeting: Edging towards to abyss of meaning between us, we made a courageous attempt of bridge building, and we were highly rewarded by our actions. The bridge was not fluffed by our erudite knowledge, since we lost that as we said hello. The bridge was mediocre and fumbled into reality with a deafening hum of trauma and fantasy, the merging of our psychic fields that carry our deep histories. To connect is to be vulnerable!

Then I return to my computer, typing and weaving. My fingers are spurred by the vibes of precarity. The vibes that may spur us on to become professionals. The academic discipline is to funnel stress inwards, into our woven theories, the way we’ve transformed our desires from connection to complication, towards an edging of discovery, soothing our cope and cramming the machine of progress with ideas. Is it is the severing, the gaping hole of meaning, the lost connection of our environment, that pushes us deeper into our weaving and searching? Meanwhile our machines may not be designed on our benefit, and our efforts may end up elsewhere. What if this practice of knowledge production is dangerous in itself, when it has lost the connection with the thick present?

I love music!

First notes on Brandon LaBelle’s “Sonic Agency: Sound and Emergent Forms of Resistance.”

Beyond the self with courage: The individual space is a space held tightly together by an increasing unknowing of the other, and whose longing is dispersed along virtual lines of communication, where the other is translated onto our portals without the need to engage with their thick complexities and differences. With virtual technologies such as applications and social mass media, we have mediated communication to protect us from the contamination of the other, a process which reinforces the fear of the other and the safety of the self. This space of safety is the metabeing; a state of being uploaded and tied to a net of virtual symbols for one’s sense of comprehending reality. Metabeing surrounds itself with amplified sounds and repeating rhyhyms of owns own liberated taste and style. The self becomes an identity. The other we push away is not only other bodies, but the chaotic becoming of our own bodies and conciousness, the sea of triggers and anxieties. Perhaps a oto simple binary, but it seems that the nimistic religions made confrontational music, and the new age ambient soothes.

To exist through listening in the thickness of worldy relations descends us from the polished safety of the self. How can we pull ourselves back to the shared space with its discomforts and shifting particularies, to organise collectively? The virtual net is not enough to hold us, and it’s ruptures will increase.

LaBelle’s Sonic Agency calls for an amplification of the objections to neoliberal systems and privatisation. He calls for a listening to the invisible and unheard, that may provoke a new sense of the public space which reveals cracks of diversity within an oppressive regime.