1978 Reel Boom

Start with an evocation.

From the Real to the Imaginary... to the Symbolic... 

Imagine a walk for nothing.  

A sort of ‘pro-menade’ open to the Real

in an absence of active thought.

The view offers only the unknowable, 

a void without measure and without law. 

And nothing happens with the time.

As an event, a tree appears 

and the path slides towards it. 

The approach is without intention.

Then, near the tree, one sits down 

and the gaze spreads out over the Real

in a melancholy without words.

The dog sleeps.

The forms appear in time

in the questioning by the fear 

that there would be nothing.

What if this would be it? 

the one-sided sphere.., 

the multifaceted polyhedron...

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At the moment where, 

arrived at the tree,

the body turns back 

towards the Real that will become the world,

the tree,

the tree next to or behind who is there,

the tree constructed material immobility,

and some omen

in the rustle of its leaves,

the tree becomes architecture.

The tree says nothing.

It is beside or behind.

It is almost nothing but a construction

It is abstracted in its matter

-concrete abstraction-.

The tree says nothing

It does not say what to think

Yet it is there

And being there, it holds 'the there'.

It allows to be there.

‘The there' is the anthrope

in its distinction from the animal.

‘The there’, in its active interrogation

could be called the spirit

passage between everything,

from signifier to signifier,

the impetus of meaning.

The tree is beside or behind the spirit.

The architecture is behind the spirit.