A work that makes one think isn’t necessarily a work that has something to say. By believing that a work has something to say is to give in to the tyranny of discourse, to let the work be enveloped by words, which become the essence of the work. It is to make the work like Glaucus the sea-god, “whose original image can hardly be discerned because his natural members are broken off and crushed and damaged by the waves in all sorts of ways, and incrustations have grown over them of seaweed and shells and stones, so that he is more like some monster than he is to his own natural form.” (Plato, The Republic, Book X)
A title, to be understood neither a statement sufficient unto itself nor as something that claims to say everything about a work, but, literally, what defines the it and identifies its limits, will present my work.
TTY
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