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Thursday, December 21, 2006

reminiscence

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Order in Disorder


The Proprioception of Being: its frail affirmation
The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat and Other Clinical Tales by Oliver Sacks




The aspects of things that are most important for us are hidden because of their simplicity and familiarity. (One is unable to notice something because it is always before one’s eyes.) The real foundations of his enquiry do not strike a man at all.
-- Wittgenstein

This reminded me of the query of Descartes from his Meditation that he doubted how we can believe that what we are cognizing is able to be called ‘real’ or ‘true’. The distinction between hallucination and reality seems shallow like a piece of paper. Descartes finally had to assert that there is only one thing he can prove of the true being: his own being. Even it is possible not through our perception but through his cogitare which can be translated as ‘to think’. So he avows, “cogito ergo sum” which means, ‘I think therefore I am’. It might have been an outrageous provocation of the belief of old that had approved the reliability of the human’s perception. However, personally this assertion of Descartes sounds rather frivolous and flippant. How can he assure that his proprioception of being is telling him the truth through ‘his thinking’? And, to conclude with this conclusion Descartes had to ignore or more likely ‘omit’ the existence of his body. The study of the human cerebral cortex to learn about our perception and cognition must sound only bizarre and inhuman to him. What would Descartes say when he could diagnose this woman who was literally disembodied. Descartes excellently aided the whole human to believe that the certainty of their existence is purely the matter of mentality.

It is shockingly inhuman how the human has been trying to omit the physical. The author Oliver Sacks seems to point out man’s inhumanity to man that is generously accepted under the name of modernity. The specific stories case by case and cautious observation of each patient seemed a dramatic deliverance of human beings from the inhumanity of modernity. The pathological cases of ‘abnormal’ or damaged brains freshly brought up the thought upon the problem of being; the problem of the meaning of being, the interconnection of body and spirit, or even the query if the separation of body and spirit is possible at the first place…etc. Philosophy and psychology has to be human more than human since it studies the human before the human studies it. –Is this another chicken or egg question?- The whole stories about neurological patients accentuated the humanity of the studies of the human.

Going through my own mother’s loss of memories, even though it was for a short period of time, I queried myself over and over again what really the being is. The form of her physical body, her voice or even her handwriting was all the same as before but she did not remember her family or her deeds. What I was seeing did not feel as reality and I could not believe myself observing the true phenomenon. The woman I was observing could not guarantee the confirmation of my mother’s being. Any epistemological certainty was not guaranteed. It was like residing in the complete dark without a hope of a beat of light. It was almost scary how easily we can all tumble down into that darkness at a snap. The problems about the normal perception and true identity matter loads to human beings. We are designed to perceive things like we do now and ponder upon our being like we do now. And our brain and body perfectly interconnected operate to make us perceive the world and comprehend the world as we do now. Nothing seems to be accidental. It should be perfectly designed to be this way. It hurt my family and my mother herself that some doctors did not know how to deal with those neurological symptoms properly. They still are the whole human beings, even though it is not easy to recognize it with their certain defects. However, we will have to admit that it really is not just about some brain damaged people’s problems but we should not miss the frailty of the proprioception of human beings they suggest.


Jean Dubuffet, Campagne Heureuse, 1944
Angel Hye-young Kim

Sunday, December 17, 2006

Superare


A calm fear knocked at my door, he said, "I don't know where I am going, I rather rest here until I know who I am. Would you sing for me while I stay with you?" I said, "why do you not seek peace in your own heart? You will have to overcome yourself one day." He wept and whispered, "I am silly and weak, I have to block my eyes to comfort the emptyness, allos autos." I said, "I should not sympathise with you and your fellow in your grief." He grabbed the door knob and begged, "I shall not be well." So I said, "come in then, I can't be harsh anymore." He came in and I closed the door behind him. Folding his dark coat neatly, he asked "what is this mirror, this is new." I answered, "I have recieved it from a stranger who once visited me. You shall have a look." He said, "you are aware that there is no window through which the light can come in, you are not able to use this." I said, "I can say you are right, but it sings songs. It makes me dream." he frowned, "that is troublesome." I said, "So do I know. But I think it's human." He said, "I am human." I said, "I know. I let you stay as you know well. You are quiet and timid. I don't blame you." He said, "you are floating away." So I consoled him, "I am only overcoming."



A jazz saxophonist in HyeHwa, Seoul drawn by
Angel Hye-young Kim

Monday, December 11, 2006

A Short Thinking on Plato's Intrigue



Platonian esoterik in art and being has its significance on the potentiality of self-transcendence. Through art which interprets the world out of accordance with concepts or formal language but in dependence on metaphors and symbols, human being is exposed to the light of new interpretaion of the world. This is a whole unique way of understanding and interpreting the world and the relation of human being to truth of being.

What a delicious deciet of Plato. His contempt for the representers might be a brilliant intrigue to veil the truth of the finite.

Modernity enables mimesis(representation) in aesthetics to emancipate the meaning of art from the meaninglessness of the uninterpreted world. Acknowledging the finitude of human experience, finally human beings can percieve the world as the root of their conciousness. The conceptual schema of the interpretation of the world of human knowledge does not have to repress the desire not to be amenable to the conceptual analysis. Art is not anymore subordinate to rational enquiry of the traditional metaphysics. Art can be regarded as one of the ways or even the prominent way of understanding of the world. The metaphoric interpretation of the world may bring us back to life.



Angel Hye-young Kim

Monday, December 04, 2006

Moments


It was Prague where I finally realised how to truly enjoy being by myself. It was aromatic and warm. It was winter in Prague raining. The gray brown city was perfectly composed and about to soar with its dark bronzy wings. My snow white jacket was all wet with it's gloom. I had told others that I was longing for snow in Prague which would draw me to the bright liveliness. That night when I was admitted into this sparkling city in the dark, I believed that I saw the trecherous gloat of Kafka. I felt welcomed. It was tranquil. For three days alone in Prague, I did not think much but was not light so was just comfortable. It was like an underplot of my happy story. [January of 2005]


It is 11:44 friday morning, no school, so oversleeping. I just woke up; smelling freshly brewed coffee from Madagascar, a sweet piece of cinnamon toast, reading an email from a friend in New York, listening to 'The Christmas Song' of Vince Guarald Trio: a perfect moment of life. [December of 2006]



Mucha, Prague, drawn in May 2005, London
Angel Hye-young Kim