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march 3, 196o - or "the states of things"
"states of things are neither unities nor totalities, but multiplicites. it is not just that there are several states of things (each one of which would be yet another); nor that each state of things is itself multiple (which would simply be to indicate its resistance to unification) " 33
the noun multiplicity designates a set of lines or dimensions which are not irreducible to one another. every ‘thing’ is made up this way" 34
"in a multiplicity what counts are not the terms or the elements, but what there is ‘between’, the between, a set of relations which are not separable from each other."
35
"every multiplicity grows from the middle, like a blade of grass, or the rhizome"
36
"a line does not go from one point to another, but passes between the points, ceaselessly bifurcating and diverging, like one of
pollock's lines" 37
"these lines are true
becomings" 38
"multiplicities are made up of becomings without history, of individuation without subject (the way in which a river, a climate, an event, a day, an hour of the day, is individualised)
39

we are immersed in the state of things…



"redwood avenue" april, 196o - or "a question of speed"
"speed is to be caught in a becoming…
to be an abstract broken line, a zigzag which glides in ‘between’."
4o
the middle is a matter of absolute speed
to be growing from the middle like a blade of grass,
like a rhizome. like a rolling stone
"whatever grows from the middle is endowed with such a speed…" 41
"but the absolute speed is the movement between the two, in the middle of the two, which traces a line of flight. movement does not go from one point to the other - rather it happens between two levels as in a difference of potential. a difference of intensity produces a phenomenon, releases or ejects it, sends it into space."
42
there are many phenomena:
biological, sensations, thoughts…
many diverse components…
we have a spontaneous eruption
a line of flight…
something is at work,
ceaseless eruptions…
rhizomatic connections between heterogeneous matter
thoughts, ideas, sensations, molecules…
suddenly we have a consistency
we have a single plane of consistency
we have order in chaos,
"chaos rendered consistent…"
43
a circle drawn around a fragile centre
we have a home
"we require just a little order to protect us from chaos"
44
all relations are exterior
all relations are
immanent
a chaotic mess of diverse components that possesses its own "immanent, intensive resources for the generation of forms from within"
45
an immanent plane of intensities
we have a plane of immanence,
a plane of immanence made from "variously formed matters, and very different dates and speeds."
46
a melodic landscape of diverse components erupting in a smooth space,
erupting in a "nomad space"
47
we have a
turner refrain
"we lose ourselves without landmarks"
48
we have absolute speed,
turner’s paintings produce speed
"astonishing productions of speed…"
49
with turners painting we can reach this absolute speed
"the speed of music…"
5o
we are caught in a
turner-becoming
we are caught in a circulation of intensities
we are caught in a turner-becoming, without future or past,
turner is full of becomings
turner makes us perceive all the differential speeds
"absolute speed which makes us perceive everything at the same time…"
51
we perform these intensities
we perform these infinite speeds
"they are infinite speeds that blend into the immobility of the colourless and silent nothingness they traverse, without nature or thought. this is the instant of which we do not know whether it is too long or too short for time"
52



may, 196o - or "the painting as event"
how do we understand ‘time’ in front of the painting?
1o seconds? a minute?
"a work of art must at least mark the seconds…
it’s like the fixed plane: a way of making us perceive all that there is in the image."
53
we stand in front of the painting
our eyes discontinuously dart across the canvas
we glance across the canvas…
in an essay called ‘the time of the glance’,
edward s. casey examines how the perceptual function of the glance can disrupt our concept of a linear, systematic time, where time is divisible into a static past, a given present, and a predictable future 54
the glance brings with it a peculiar, dislocating temporality
"what a terrible five o’clock in the afternoon!"
55
"the glance takes us out into the world, but it also brings us back to ourselves. it brings us up long and up short at once"
56
"the glance puts us both into and out of time-into an intense momentary time and out of a continuous, distended time"
57
for casey the glance is a
moment of time, not an instant
the ‘time of the glance’ is a moment of transition, an intensity,
a becoming,
a
turner-becoming…

becoming-painting moves us away from the strict meter of time
becoming has rhythm
"there is rhythm whenever there is a transcoded passage from one milieu to another, a communication of milieus, coodination between heterogeneous space-times"
58
"it is well known that rhythm is not meter or cadence, even irregular meter or cadence: there is nothing less rhythmic than a military march"
59
"meter is dogmatic, rhythm is critical: it ties together critical moments, or ties itself together in passing from one milieu to another"
6o
"it does not operate in a homogenous space-time, but by heterogeneous blocks"
61
"rhythm is located between two milieus, or between two intermilieus, on the fence, between night and day, at dusk, twilight, haecceity"
62
‘haecceity’ as individuation which is not that of an object, nor of a person, but rather of an event-wind, river, day or hour of the day
"haecceity = event"
63
being with
turner as an ‘event’
a stroll with
turner as event
adrian is moved by this
turner which he discovers and which runs through him;
would he be moved if he was not himself an ‘haecceity’ which runs through
turner?
"a thing, an animal, a person are now only definable by movements and rests, speeds and slownesses (longitude) and by affects, intensities (latitude). there are no more forms but cinematic relations between unformed elements; there are no more subjects but dynamic individuations without subjects, which constitute collective assemblages"
64
de landa describes
deleuze's theory of individuation as ‘a theory of intensive processes of becoming involving spatiotemporal dynamisms’ 65
a
turner-becoming…
"it is not the moment, and it is not the brevity, which distinguishes this type of individuation. a haecciety can last as long, and even longer than, the time required for the development of a form and the evolution of a subject. but it is not the same kind of time: floating times…"
66



"dad and grandad shaw" june 1, 196o - or "mi grandad’s gone into the hospice"
by the time i finish this piece of work my granddad will probably be dead
this thought occurred to me last night in bed
"drying up, death, intrusion have rhythm"
67
newspaper falls on mat
body falls from plane



june, 196o - or "hardy and world-becoming"
"it’s not a question of being this or that sort of human, but of becoming inhuman, of a universal animal becoming- not seeing yourself as some dumb animal, but unravelling your body’s human organisation, exploring this or that zone of bodily intensity, with everyone discovering their own particular zones, and the groups, populations, species that inhabit them." 68
hardy fuses, he melds
makes turbulent mixes
he builds ‘machinic assemblages’ makes connections across space and time…
gas clouds
he creates a space where there is no subject or object only individuation, the event:

hardy builds machines with thoughts, memories, landscapes, weather, inorganic, organic, rocks, history, personality, myth, memory, genetics, fantasy and reality
all manner of things
all manner of bodies
states of things…

at the dinner table jocelyn learns of the death of avice the first;

"by imperceptible and slow degrees the scene at the dinner-table receded into the background, behind the vivid presentment of avice caro, and the old, old scenes on isle vindilia which were inseparable from her personality. the dining room was real no more, dissolving under the bold stony promontory and the incoming west sea. the handsome marchioness in geranium-red and diamond…became one of the glowing vermilion sunsets that he had watched so many times over deadman’s bay, with the form of avice in the foreground…the crannied features of the evergreen society lady…shaped themselves to the dusty quarries of his and avice’s parents, down which he had clambered with avice a hundred times. the ivy trailing about the tablecloth, the lights in the tall candlesticks, and the bunches of flowers, were transmuted into the ivies of the cliff-built castle, the tufts of seaweed, and the lighthouses on the isle. the salt airs of the ocean killed the smell of the viands, and instead of the clatter of voices came the monologue of the tide off the beal."
69

here we have vibrations between milieus
there are rhythms between the past and the present
memory and reality
subject and object
an in-between
an intensity hold
the holding note of a cello
but it may disappear at any time
along a line of flight
as milieus vibrate into other milieus
to find other homes
other machines

hardy wrote;
"a field-man is a personality afield; a field-woman is a portion of the field; she has somehow lost her own margin, imbibed in the essence of her surrounding, and assimilated herself with it"
7o

what does it mean to lose your own margin?
this is ‘becoming-world’
external and internal milieus in vibration
a whole variety of milieus in vibration

the act of being in the world as a human
the act of being in the world as a posthuman
a way to think how i am in the world
becoming-world
like the pink panther, imitating nothing, reproducing nothing, painting the world its colour, pink on pink…
"this is its becoming-world, carried out in such a way that it becomes imperceptible itself, asignifying, makes its rupture, its own line of flight, follows its own ‘aparallel evolution’ through to the end"
71

a world of exterior milieus
all of what we are

all that is organic or inorganic as part of a ‘state of things’
immersed in a state of things
painting is immersed in this world

i want to think about this in relation to looking at a painting
becoming-painting
being with a painting
a painting-becoming
to think art without subject and object
when we look at a painting we lose our own margin
like jocelyn at the dinner table
in the
clore gallery as i look at a painting
i lose my margin
vibrations come into play
rhythms between milieus
a vast cosmos of milieus
memories, ideas, thoughts, chemicals, microbiologies…
at these paintings of
turner
at these blocs of sensation
at these sites of intensity


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