August 2009
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Seeing, scribbling, watching.
Naipaul’s way of writing what he sees. Mandelbrot’s emphasis on pictures in a sterile academic environment. Ramon y Cajal’s pictures, drawings based on his analysis of “millions of neurons”. Then, this, the sterile picture that awaits the exalted eye, the practised hand of our parochial critics. Well, to hell with them.
I am thinking about strands as I write this, in...