Almost forgot this space........
Anyway, so I was watching this movie 'Ce que mes yeux ont vu' about Lucie, an art history student researching an unidentified women in paintings by Watteau. Very good movie, I recommend it. It's an obsessive quest, but one that ultimately leads somewhere. With a very sad thing along the way, well, actually unconnected to it, for what could she have done? But sad nonetheless. It got me thinking about obsessions.
First one of institutions. They bother me, they really do, with their out-of-touch structuring logic. It can happen in a minor way at my institution, which can drive me up the wall with stuff. But it can also happen in a very big way when a bunch of not-so-sane people hijack a country and turn it into a crazy place. I am talking about Iran here of course. Sure you seen the image of Neda, the 27yo philosophy student, shot to death at random, too sad, i hope it can go well with people there, her life had meaning at the very least.
I've put the blog in green for it, looks strange huh.
It's a powerful reminder of why Marx called the state the 'excrement of society', even if many of his interpreters didn't heed that, well, once you're in the treadmill, hard to get out.
But I was worrying at that time I might not have a big obsession myself. Sure, I have plans, dreams, persons I'm passionate about, but obsessed? I don't know. Perhaps it's also possible to have that without directly noticing it, of it lurking below the surface. Maybe I'm just too unstructured ;)
