A work of art does not exist without canceling what is functional and habitual, revealing the Other side, the one that deprives the common sides of every meaning. In this way it is creating a cleft, an opening, through which we can perceive the Abyss, on the verge of which we are constantly living and which we are constantly trying to forget. Art exists, equally and in a higher level and in a different way that thought does. It exists before and after it. Art spoke before thought and is still speaking when thought can do nothing more than remain silent.
Cornelius Castoriades
Devant la guerre
Cornelius Castoriades
Devant la guerre
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