More specifically concerning: tynyanov
sopor
15 August 2024, around 15.24.
He requested three convenient, interconnected rooms. He went to bed and slept like a log all through the night. Now and again, his sleep was disturbed by the wallpaper design and the shuffle of slippers in the corridor. The unfamiliar furniture creaked unusually loudly. It was as if he had sunk deep into the heavy, […]
tension
30 August 2024, around 20.03.
‘The mausoleum of a Russian nobleman, Petrograd, Russia’ (Keystone View Company, ca. 1914–1924, from the Library of Congress) It is nearly the end of the month and I have yet to finish Tynyanov’s The Death of Vazir-Mukhtar, which I feel like I have been reading forever, which I feel like I could read forever. Seventy […]
lagging
5 September 2024, around 10.03.
Oh, the slumber before a delayed departure, when your feet are stuck in yesterday, when you sleep in a strange bed and the walls fall away and everything is packed and your feet are stuck and your arms bound by sleep. —Yury Tynyanov (The Death of Vazir-Mukhtar, trans. Anna Kurkina Rush & Christopher Rush, p. […]
Adversaria (18)
30 September 2024, around 4.26.
‘The concentration and tension of psychic forces have something about them that always looks like magic: they develop an unexpected power of endurance which is often superior to the conscious effort of will.’ —C.G. Jung (Four Archetypes, trans. R.F.C. Hull, p. 97) ‘A chaise was like an apartment: wines and provisions in the north-facing room, […]