The Real is the inevitable lack or incompleteness that ruptures the Symbolic. All society's representational systems seek a wholeness, a seemlessness, a sense that the important questions have been answered, that social harmony , if not entirely achieved is at least understood or close at hand. But this wholeness always breaks down, for no symbolic order is coherent. A gap, a rip appears which cannot be accounted for. This gap , wound, incoherence, is both a particular traumatic event and a structural inevitability. The haunting effects of a historical catastrophe or an intractable economic or social contradiction (the fantasy of class and race) shows the scarcity of a society's stories about itself. Enormous ideological energy then will be used to stitch this tear in the symbolic fabric back together. Repetition is seduction. Here is an inaudible stand.
maybe I could possibly join you maybe I dont know on your 17thugh show at robinwood. you know, i can make some really unknown noise creationz. maybe, well see?
Yr lead off track makes me think of black marble Orthodox churches. Like three of four of them in a two mile radius. Talk to Gabe, bring your architecture to Toledo.
