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176 pages, Paperback
First published April 23, 2024
"We make machines for remembering what we loved."
"…the job of art is to make the world strange so that we might see it again rather than simply recognizing it out of habit. The way art does this is through a process [Viktor Shklovsky] calls OCTPAHEHNE, transliterated as “ostranenie” and translated as 'defamiliarization' or, neologistically, as 'estrangement'(i.e., enchantment + estrangement). 'Art exists that one may recover the sensation of life,' he writes, 'it exists to make one feel things, to make the stone stony.' "
Bakhtin's theories of the novel: 'the only genre born of this new world and in total affinity with it.' Of course he wrote that way back in 1941 and meant the new world then, the one around him, post-Industrial Revolution, post-atomic theory, and not the new world now, around me, with all its newer newness, among which the New Avocado. I suppose this means we'd need a newer genre now? One of Bakhtin's contemporaries said that a book is a machine for thinking. So what kind of machine do we need?