Scaffolding Conversation

[An off-list epistle (or a short note) about an objection to a move in post on Humanist]

Dear X

It may be viewed as a bit of stretch to go from Eskelinen to Barthes. I could have occluded the writing/reading process and simply referenced Barthes. However, I think the post benefits from the illustration of the wandering mind at play in intertextual possibilities.

I am mindful of Eskelinen’s context i.e. the production of textual instruments. I’m not sure how work-oeuvre can be harnessed to that end. I fail to discern a dialectic in this pair. Also taken in the context of the other pairs, the work-oeuvre sticks out: it ruins the parallelism — how is an oeuvre a process?

object process
work oeuvre
text intertext
reader text control
maintenance destruction

Of course I am emboldened in my reach for Barthes by Eskelinen’s invitation: “The task and the pleasure of the reader- player-instrumentalist would be to maintain, break or (re)create the balance between these oppositional poles.”

Interestingly, I do not marshal Barthes’s notion of “text” in my little post. I really only pick up the triad reader, writer, observer. There too I could have occluded the source (Barthes) that triggered my setting this triad at play with considerations of Willard’s desire for an oppositional AI. Of course the scaffolding could be made to disappear. But then showing scaffolding can lead to conversation …

Thank you for making me revisit this. Appreciated as ever,

F

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My interlocutor came back with a reference to Humboldt’s distinction between language perceived as product (Werk) or ergon on the one hand and as activity (Tätigkeit) or energeia on the other. I think Eskelinen would approve.

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Humanist Discussion Group, Vol. 35, No. 137.
[Response to Humanist 35.134]

Willard

I am enticed by your elaboration of the what you are seeking to hook in your
fishing. I am intrigued by the hint at a space between machine and human (though
your terms are “hardware and wetware” suggest a kinship of wares). Your
quotation from Peter Clemoes is the perfect bait. There the traces of a dynamic
emerge from this telling phrase: “a systematic relationship between potential
and performance”. There seems to be an implied feedback loop here.

I am reminded of the summary provided by Markku Eskelinen in “Six Problems in
Search of a Solution: the Challenge of Cybertext Theory and Ludology to Literary
Theory” [1]. In the context of building textual instruments that “is supposed to
shape and frame the player’s action and to produce interesting variation” (which
I take to being akin to the productive fiction you are looking for from
oppositional AI), Eskelinen looks to literary tradition for means of realizing
such textual instruments:

Literary tradition contains at least five easy dialectics that could be adapted as flexible frames for the necessary variation: the text as an object and a process, the work and the oeuvre, the text and the intertext, the reader’s and the text’s control over reading, and the maintenance and destruction of the text. The task and the pleasure of the reader-player-instrumentalist would be to maintain, break or (re)create the balance between these oppositional poles.

I am not sure what Eskelinen is referencing by the dialectic between “the work
and the oeuvre” and hazard a guess based on the distinction between object and
process that this formulation is meant to evoke a classic distinction from
French literary theory: that between work and text. And so we come to Roland
Barthes and to his set of variations on the distinctions between work and text
[2]. I want to focus on a triad that is mentioned but not extensively explored
by Barthes since it might provide some agency to the relationship between
performance and potential that seems to underpin the search for oppositional AI.

Just as Einsteinian science demands that the relativity of the frames of reference be included in the object studied, so the combined action of Marxism, Freudianism and structuralism demands, in literature, the relativization of the relations of writer, reader and observer (critic).

What I want to retain here is the possibility of the machine occupying the role
of writer, reader and observer. I think in relation to your oppositional AI it
is easy to imagine writing and reading that produce friction for the human. The
question for me remains open as to how AI can function as an observer. But is it
a question worth posing?

Back to the phrase from Clemoes: is not the writing and reading generated by an
oppositional AI the pretext or potential for the performance of the observer?
Observers also know when not to issue remarks (I recall that annoying animated
paper clip in early versions of Microsoft Office that read keystrokes and
suggested assistance in writing a letter … precursor of many a humorous
autocorrect error.) Reading and writing provide the potential for a performance
of observation. The performance of observation is itself the occasion for the
potential of further reading and writing.

Would your oppositional AI be like an observer who takes delight in the
recursive without getting too giddy? Can your AI laugh? At and with?

[1] http://www.dichtung-digital.org/2004/3/Eskelinen/index.htm
[2] Originally published as ‘De l’oeuvre au texte’ in Revue d’esthetique, no. 3,
Paris, 1971; translated as “From Work to Text” by Stephen Heath in Image Music
Text
(1977)

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And so for day 2982
09.02.2015

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That’s Amore!

Marcella Hazan
More Classic Italian Cooking

Cooking, like any other art, is a form of love. Marketing is the wooing stage, which one must approach with a discerning eye and a ready heart. What takes place in the kitchen later is simply the development and conclusion of the same process.

Discontinuity of location. Continuity of players.

And so for day 2981
08.02.2015

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Sontag on Barthes on Meaning

Susan Sontag
“Writing Itself: On Roland Barthes”
intro to A Barthes Reader
reprinted in Where the Stress Falls

She has just remarked on Barthes’s subversive use of classifications.

Barthes enlists ideas in a drama, often a sensual melodrama or a faintly Gothic one. He speaks of the quiver, thrill, or shudder of meaning, of meanings that themselves vibrate, gather, loosen, disperse, quicken, shine, fold, mutate, delay, slide, separate, that exert pressure, crack, rupture, fissure, are pulverized. Barthes offers something like a poetics of thinking, which identifies the meaning of subjects with the very mobility of meaning, with the kinetics of consciousness itself; and liberates the critic as artist.

Sontag’s enumeration is about to wobble off into never ending eddies but its variety is resumed in the apt phrase (poetics of thinking, kinetics of consciousness) and the drama of liberation where artist can flourish as critic.

And so for day 2980
07.02.2015

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What Books Leave

Dionne Brand
“Arriving at Desire”
in Desire in Seven Voices ed. Lorna Crozier

Books leave gestures in the body, a certain way of moving, of turning, a certain closing of the eyes, a way of leaving hesitations. Books leave certain sounds, a certain pacing, mostly they leave the elusive, which is all the story.

Bibliophilia — traces of our encounters and our encountering traces.

And so for day 2979
06.02.2015

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Marcella on Onions

As I wait for the moka pot to produce its espresso in the morning, I am reading by instalments Marcella Hazan’s The Classic Italian Cookbook in paperback. I love the smell of the book. I love her opinionated headnotes to the recipes. I share this bit from the Tuna and Bean Salad on the use of the appropriate allium:

[W]hile most English versions suggest scallions, in this recipe we follow the traditional Tuscan use of red onion. It is a small difference but a significant one, because the crunchiness of onion is a delightful and essential relief for the creaminess of beans and the tenderness of tuna.

We make a salad of tuna, scallions and chick peas bound with homemade mayo. : )

I look forward to reading the companion volume, More Classic Italian Cooking as I wait for the morning coffee while I imbibe some more of that foodie connoisseur vibe.

And so for day 2978
05.02.2015

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The Figure of the Nightingale

The Nobel Prize site for Tomas Tranströmer features five of his poems in Swedish and in English translation by Robin Fulton.

https://www.nobelprize.org/prizes/literature/2011/transtromer/poetry/

The last of the featured five, “The Nightingale in Badelunda” reminds me of Keats and his figure of easeful death

But right here there is no time. Only the nightingale’s voice, the raw resonant notes that whet the night sky’s gleaming scythe.

From Keats’s “Ode to a Nightingale”

Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
   To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
     While thou are pouring forth thy soul abroad
        In such an ecstasy!
   Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain —
     To thy high requiem become a sod.

Different and yet cutting a similar theme.

And so for day 2977
04.02.2015

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Emergence and Explosion

By chance these two quotations come to settle here.

What came surreptitiously into being between the age of theatre and that of the catalogue was not the desire for knowledge, but a new way of connecting things both to the eye and to discourse. A new way of making history.

Michel Foucault
The Order of Things

Lyric thought is a kind of ontological seismic exploration and metaphors are charges set by the seismic crew.

Jan Zwicky
Wisdom & Metaphor

And so for day 2976
03.02.2015

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Word of the Day

Nandini Das on BBC series Rainsong in Five Senses curates essays from across the globe on differing sensory responses. It was through the episode on Australia which introduced me to the word that I never had before and responded truly to a phenomenon I have and continue to experience with acuity.

petrichor

scent produced when rain falls on dry soil

And so for day 2975
02.02.2015

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Hello to a Foreshortened Farewell

Lord Dunsany
“Poltarnees, Beholder of Ocean”
A Dreamer’s Tales
https://www.gutenberg.org/files/57277/57277-h/57277-h.htm

Poltarnees is a mountain and beyond that mountain is the sea.

[S]uddenly the west wind would bestir himself and come in from the Sea. And he would come cloaked and grey and mournful and carry to someone the hungry cry of the Sea calling out for bones of men. And he that heard it would move restlessly for some hours, and at last would rise suddenly, irresistibly up, setting his face to Poltarnees, and would say, as is the custom of those lands when men part briefly, “Till a man’s heart remembereth,” which means “Farewell for a while;” but those that loved him, seeing his eyes on Poltarnees, would answer sadly, “Till the gods forget,” which means “Farewell.”

I like how the parting greeting becomes freighted with meaning that codes an unspoken understanding. I came to Dunsany through Ursula Le Guin and I can see what charmed her in the simple being complex without sacrificing plain expression. The word “forever” hovers without being explicitly mentioned. Gives it all the more strength, rhetorical and imaginary.

And so for day 2974
01.02.2015

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Marking Seasons

Jeremy Round
The Independent Cook

The book is dedicated to seasonal eating and is divided into months. In the November headnote, Round concludes “Hallowe’en ushers in the baked potato and sausage season.” This is so memorable because of its idiosyncrasy and so spot on that we mark at October’s end more than candy grabbing and apple bobbing. At least in the kitchen we do.

And so for day 2973
31.01.2015

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