The Last Magician
“He had paddled in it inattentively, he was just a child, he certainly didn’t remember that he’d heard it.
There are many things people don’t know that they know.
Once, when I asked Charlie why he took photographs so constantly, so obsessively, why he collected other people’s photographs, why he scavenged in second-hand shops and bought, by the shoebox full, old cracked brown-and-cream records of other people’s pasts, he said: “So that I will see what I’ve seen.”
Of the Ch’ien hexagram, he said,... his ancestor Fu Hsi had this to say: Within the Earth there is a Mountain. He smiled, apologetic. “I’m afraid Fu Hsi had a maddening and elliptical style.” Charlie frequently spoke in the maddening elliptical manner of Fu Hsi. He spoke on rice paper in brush strokes that had to be laid down in a ritually specified way. The mountain, as Charlie saw it, was that intractable tiling that was always blocking one’s view. It was the thing that would not be dislodged. The mountain, according to Charlie, is an obstruction that we partly create, it is the thick solidified lava of the things we know but don’t realise we know.MoreLess
There are many things people don’t know that they know.
Once, when I asked Charlie why he took photographs so constantly, so obsessively, why he collected other people’s photographs, why he scavenged in second-hand shops and bought, by the shoebox full, old cracked brown-and-cream records of other people’s pasts, he said: “So that I will see what I’ve seen.”
Of the Ch’ien hexagram, he said,... his ancestor Fu Hsi had this to say: Within the Earth there is a Mountain. He smiled, apologetic. “I’m afraid Fu Hsi had a maddening and elliptical style.” Charlie frequently spoke in the maddening elliptical manner of Fu Hsi. He spoke on rice paper in brush strokes that had to be laid down in a ritually specified way. The mountain, as Charlie saw it, was that intractable tiling that was always blocking one’s view. It was the thing that would not be dislodged. The mountain, according to Charlie, is an obstruction that we partly create, it is the thick solidified lava of the things we know but don’t realise we know.MoreLess
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