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I just realized something I should have thought of for my essay, but I would not have been able to because I had not yet read "Hamlet and His Problems" by Eliot. Which I just did, today.
In it, Eliot at one point argues, as he did in earlier essays, that the artist is separate from the emotional human, that art is the product of a critical distance between the artist and these emotions, and that the artist must objectify (i.e. translate into external, objective forms) the emotions. If the emotions are inexpressible, art fails to be created. He uses the term "objectify" in relation to his "objective correlative", and "objectify" to him means to create this o.c. (yes, I am that lazy). Objectification allows the artist (and, to a lesser degree, the emotional human) to explain the emotion and translate it and make it work.
So in Sanshiro (by Natsume Soseki), when Nonomiya regards the world around him with objectivity, and when he treats those around him as objects of study, he objectifies them. But not in the sense of demeaning or stripping them of their humanity. Just in the sense of translating the emotions they evoke into something his mind can circumscribe and consume easily. In this way, Nonomiya is an artist. He creates circumstances and observes and, yes, objectifies the actors in his world.
So that's about it. Maybe I should show this to my professor. >_<
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| *snerk*
This is the best example.
Now I must find ways to integrate the phrase "I forgot panties.” I remembered with agony in my voice. into conversation. It will work. Somehow.
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| had we but world enough, and time
we would have sex while making rhyme
(Isn't that clever? It actually sums up the poem quite well...)
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| I should really go to class. This happens every day.
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| xkcd, taken as a body of work, concerns itself with missed connections and the spaces between people, each in their own private universe.
What it says is, go out and say "Hi!" It won't kill you.
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