“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris

Saturday, November 29, 2014

That Dark Ecology Feeling

Every book has a different emotion associated with putting it together. A different phenomenology.

Dark Ecology's one was very very hard to discern, until about a week ago. It has had to do, both in content and in form and in terms of the process, with fitting together all kinds of fragments, painstaking slow, depressively. Years.

And suddenly in the last two weeks, pow. Suddenly all these fragments are a thing and you can put diamonds and cherries on it.

I've never had a book process like that.

Hyperobjects was this really congruent dance between inner and outer. Ecology without Nature was a slow burning passion. The Ecological Thought was cool and contemplative.

This was like ecological awareness. A seemingly never ending path of pain, with a huge leap of joy at the end.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Hi Timothy,
Hyperobjects came to my attention through friends that attended Dark Ecology in Kirkenes. I was wondering if aboriginal songlines would be a good model for navigating or relating to hyperobjects, but then today I read about an encounter you had with aboriginal art. So perhaps you've already made such a connection? I'd be interested to hear.
very best, Theun