From "Narration" by Henri Michaux, 1927
"It looks like writing, but we can't quite read it. " (http://www.herenow.com.au/asemic.net/)
"Asemic" writing
(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asemic_writing) remains to be a category
straddling the borders of writing, drawing, and the visual arts. In a way, that
sums up Michaux's artistic trajectory. His famous ink drawings, whether or not
we associate them to psychologistic arguments, can remind us of Rorschach ink
blots, or of Chinese calligraphy, depending on your mood.
In the image above, of course, what is amusing
is the title of "Narration" given to obviously meaningless scribbles
whose sole comfortable and recognizable element is the respect given to
lineated spacing. Beyond this grade school level of conformity, the scrawlings
resemble less any known language than the simple registration of some kind of
unexplainable mechanical vibration. The whole enigma is no longer founded on
the symbolic energies of scripts, but is now related as a process of
inscription, like some kind of paint dribblings, or the seismic registration of
natural events.
This is not to say that
writing is now identical with nature. Despite the movement away from
symbolization, and the push to bring inscription to the level of material
forces, these scratchings, by the simple allusion to some kind of writing,
still tempt us to look for something significant in them.
Even if we don't find any
hint of real symbolic value, we still would want to give them some
significance, even if they're now nothing more than the faint vibratory process
traced over some kind of attempt to signify the attempt to signify.
From "Mouvements," Henri Michaux, c. 1950
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