Lutecium Blog

Adenneu,

As I think of appropriation I am thinking of arrangments. And as we begin to arrange and rearrange=why not invite a “master” or “mistress” flower designer  into our group as a plus one. There are several reasons I think of this. One it is working with surfaces, it is learning how to begin to coordinate, foreground, background, shade, difference so as to pronounce difference but at the same time present them togehter in a way that holds. It struck me this might be interesting as an idea to open to our cartel. Also, something about arranging out of the wild….to bring something fresh forth into and from our group perhaps this might lend itself to also offering us a quiter ground to consider arrangements. I am not sure how Kristopher would fee about this, but am sure he will weigh in soon.     

A measure of “good” Love is that which is appropriated through “good” attachments ”marriage as a model” .  Perhaps even marriage or partnership with same sex (in liberal circles) focus is on good healthy attachment. 

The measure of a successful analysis in on “good healthy attachments” modeled on heteronormative “practices”.

Then love is to marriage is== what symptom is to psychoanalysis.

Commitment to “submission”.= Commitment to socialization.=Commitment to appropropriation=Commitment to appropriating others=the mind is a territory, the unconscious remains uncharted.  

Psychoanalysis is frequently a moral psychoanalysis which brings up back to religion, state and church intervening through the appearance of “the radical liberation of psychoanalysis”. The idea here is that if the symptom is appropriated then the subject will be more “comfortable” and this is of course true due to the comforts that appropriation offer in exchange for submission.

I am thinking that maybe we also set a deadline for our cartel where we present and my latest thinking on this as that we present to the desert. We take a trip to Death Valley and perhaps present our work at a hot spring in a desert some place that is inappropriate(d). If we think about production and where we write and where we go then perhaps this might enable us to also observe the way we appropriate or inappropriate our language….it might allow us to speak more closely to locations that are less traveled…I am thinking of Trinh Minh HA’s photos in the desert and her multimedia work around this topic…allows her to get into so many different places and then articulate the folds of her work.

I am thinking about remainders..scraps..throw away…those pieces cut away on the couch, at the alter, we can begin to address a return….The inappropriated only dissappears through the imagination…of “full appropriation”…marriage…analysis. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.. never underestimate the object a.  

Rebecca  

is inappropriate(d) discourse mainly that which is outside of the male imaginary/symbolic register?  is this a new kind of word often confused with illicit that can represent an entre into a world populated with S1s?  is that what all the excitement is about?  the waking up, the serendipity of meeting the right stranger?

 we are frantically searching the sky, our blood, our books for this place where we feel unappropriated. (a quest for true love?)  this is the real, we are up and down and all around in our sinthome.  maybe this place, this fourth register, is where we are inappropriate(d).  so now, i suppose we must learn to speak from that place, knowing something will be lost, knowing something will be found.  perhaps that what this tricky techy blogging is meant to be about. 

I take on for the fun of it and the need of it a Celine approach with three..dots….fragmented sentences….and a cynicism regarding my impoverished surroundings…..I serve in a vacuum…a desert of the mind…half asleep at times to get by here…questioning the death of not the body….not god….but the death of the interior..the dimensions within space and time that might hold us to a sharper remembering and description something personal.. but what a risk that is…what is it the personal…..I don’t know…without it we sleep robotically while we are awake….with it we wake up into the pain of what we won’t notice anymore..what would noticing get us.anyway…better to get a house in the suburbs and a diamond rock on our fingers…better to parade around as a ‘psychoanalyst” than risk having.the light that hits the street cascade those memories of that year in Morrocco…when noone knew you were writing poems in a self imposed imprisonment, within the thick air of unfamiliar spices and swarms of gazes…that would never be able to read you. but this is how you were able to write…the looks were only questioning…just questioning…. Daggers weren’t being thrown your way…just a resonance that there is much more than meets the eye..if you are willing to look at the hard spaces. beyond identity and belonging. and institutional well-being. That being said…Lacan devised teh small group the small cartel….so that we might speak freely in our small groups without the pressure of such a Big (BR) Other….allowing us to play a bit…with those authors…and shades of light…and thoughts….that we might not be so pressured to give up as we converse and learn from one another….as we write into our future…. . .

As we move into the year 2009, I am aware that our lutecium blog has been asleep. It is time to wake up the blog. Wake-up..Wake up…the unconscious doesn’t sleep.

Heading into our cartel….I take up the work of the clinic of the REAL within the classroom….I am writing about the idea of transmission vs. education utilizing Lacan’s later understanding of the sinthome, joui-sens and the confusions that abounds when the didactic is utilized for total appropriation…rather than knowledge follows the course of the borromean knot. The most natural impass would exist between the symbolic and imaginary…..generating an inhibition due to the anticipation of a later stage of the analytic work regarding the overlap between the symbolic and the real—those facilitating didactic analytic work who have not resolved this most critical aspect of their own analytic journey make great policeman in the classroom, but preempt psychoanalytic transmission and full speech in the didactic. The didactic is a most critical space of learning in the three areas of training supervision, personal psychoanalysis, and the didactic training….my interest is in attempting to articulate transmission….within a Lacanian oriented training through incorporating the works of Lacan’s later seminars. The third generation has diligently and steadfastly offered us the most invaluable link to our generations most radical social creative and precise psychoanalytic thinkers Zizek, Badiou, Declercq, Siboni, Verheage, Forrest Hamer, David Marriott, Trinh Minh HA, Eric Gann continue Lacan’s/Freud’s work–in this most radical and at the same time open fashion offering us, the fourth generation, a most beautiful tradition, a future. Wake-up wake-up…It’s our time… wake up.

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