Book of Honesty XI

Posted: March 22, 2017 by Mo Crow in It's Crow Time
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Book of Honesty XI Mo17
graphite and ink on Moulin de Larroque handmade watercolour paper, stitched Lunaria pods
my favourite so far
Jorge Luis Borges wrote about the eleventh variation in “Tlön, Uqbar and Orbis Tertius”
“Centuries and centuries of idealism have not failed to influence reality. In the most ancient regions of Tlön, the duplication of lost objects is not infrequent. Two persons look for a pencil; the first finds it and says nothing; the second finds a second pencil, no less real, but closer to his expectations. These secondary objects are called hrönir and are, though awkward in form, somewhat longer. Until recently, the hrönir were the accidental products of distraction and forgetfulness. It seems unbelievable that their methodical production dates back scarcely a hundred years, but this is what the Eleventh Volume tells us. The first efforts were unsuccessful. However, the modus operandi merits description. The director of one of the state prisons told his inmates that there were certain tombs in an ancient river bed and promised freedom to whoever might make an important discovery. During the months preceding the excavation the inmates were shown photographs of what they were to find. This first effort proved that expectation and anxiety can be inhibitory; a week’s work with pick and shovel did not mange to unearth anything in the way of a hrön except a rusty wheel of a period posterior to the experiment. But this was kept in secret and the process was repeated later in four schools. In three of them failure was almost complete; in a fourth (whose director died accidentally during the first excavations) the students unearthed – or produced – a gold mask, an archaic sword, two or three clay urns and the moldy and mutilated torso of a king whose chest bore an inscription which it has not yet been possible to decipher. Thus was discovered the unreliability of witnesses who knew of the experimental nature of the search… Mass investigations produce contradictory objects; now individual and almost improvised jobs are preferred. The methodical fabrication of hrönir (says the Eleventh Volume) has performed prodigious services for archaeologists. It has made possible the interrogation and even the modification of the past, which is now no less plastic and docile than the future. Curiously, the hrönir of second and third degree – the hrönir derived from another hrön, those derived from the hrön of a hrön – exaggerate the aberrations of the initial one; those of fifth degree are almost uniform; those of ninth degree become confused with those of the second; in those of the eleventh there is a purity of line not found in the original. The process is cyclical: the hrön of the twelfth degree begins to fall off in quality. Stranger and more pure than any hrön is, at times, the ur: the object produced through suggestion, educed by hope. The great golden mask I have mentioned is an illustrious example.”

  1. snicklefritzin43 says:

    Oh, the book just gets better and wonderful…much love

  2. dana says:

    Stunning and thank you for the history(?) lesson-

  3. This quote sets it on a higher plane if one can imagine that. This one IS the best so far.

    • Mo Crow says:

      (((Michelle))) only two to go, dreaming up the next layer, how the pages will look and feel stitched together with little x’s and what materials to use for the covers…

  4. Loving all your honesty pieces, so delicate

    • Mo Crow says:

      (((Debbie))) the pods are so fragile am considering using wax or an acrylic sealant for the stitched pods on the covers, will do some test pieces first as I don’t want to lose that wonderful translucence

  5. deemallon says:

    I’m not sure I could read an entire volume of Borges — that paragraph merits a least ten re-reads before unpacking even a little of it. Wonderful accompaniment to your work, tho — mysterious, delicate, informed by excavation of self.

    • Mo Crow says:

      (((Dee))) the good thing about Borges’ is he is the master of the short story, none of his tales are more than 20 pages so they can be read over and over easily, I don’t know how many times I have read this piece in the last 30 years!

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