We are All Radiant under the Aocalypse
Perhaps most importantly, we must recognize that ethics requires us to risk ourselves precisely at moments of unknowingness, when what forms us diverges from what lies before us, when our willingness to become undone in relation to others constitutes our chance of becoming human. To be undone by another is a primary necessity, an anguish, to be sure, but also a chance-to be addressed, claimed, bound to what is not me, but also to be moved, to be prompted to act, to address myself elsewhere, and to vacate the self-sufficient “I” as a kind of possession. If we speak and try to give an account from this place, we will not be irresponsible, or, if we are, we will surely be forgiven (136).
-Judith Butler, Giving an Account of Oneself
Hegel is Turning in his Grave –
Shame on You Alex Jones
The idea of facing an imaginative void made me think about an actual void, the empty canvas, or an empty sheet of paper, and how that moment of beginning is loaded with possibility and fear. In these first sketches, I am playing with a straightforward depiction of the artist facing the blank canvas, an artist becoming a canvas, an artist painting in the wrong direction and an artist seen through a transparent canvas.
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James Baldwin offers a poetic celebration of & critical analysis of the Life & Death Struggle of Black Social Life as he Narrates its Sojourn from its Natal Well-Spring Flowing in the Fibers of the Flesh & then through the Sensorium of Perception, & Finally finding its Repositories in the very ‘Social Fabric’ of political communities throughout the African Diaspora.
Black Liberation in Media Res et Contentio
Without succumbing to the temptation of romantic absolutism, Baldwin provides a bit of realism’s real talk, notably, in typical Balwin-esque bravado, Jimmy B. offers a biting – and ‘severe,’ as he puts it himself – critique of White-Europeans’ Cult of Asceticism that’s been cultivated & propagated by History’s (Tragic) Corruption of the Christian Faith.
Finally, Baldwin ends with a Zealous (Perhaps Life-Blistering) Ode to Human Potential. By means of a Life-Affirming Crescendo James Baldwin Pays Testament to the Undying & Eternal Pulse of Humanity that Beats Courses in the Veins and Beats in the Heart the Black Liberation Struggle for Freedom.
—-Note: (‘Social Fabric’ is marked here because of the specificity of its meaning for Baldwin in being a term the great American novelist & activist has spoken publicly upon & written about, at great lengths no less, in his essays & expositional works of non-fiction).
As Nightfall does not come all once, neither does oppression. In both instances there is a twilight when everything remains seemingly unchanged. And it is in such twilight that we all must be most aware of change in the air, however slight, lest we become unwitting victims of darkness.
- U.S. Supreme Court Justice William O. Douglas
The Douglas Letters : Selections from the Private Papers of Justice William O. Douglas (1987), edited by Melvin I. Urofsky and Philip E. Urofsky, p. 16.