Contaminazione

‘Because we are not their masks, even the most bizarre perversions are subject to the principle of refinement.’

—Pier Paolo Pasolini

A fragment from a minor dialectic

B. Let me make it quite clear: art has the privilege and the prerogative, indeed the obligation, to do wilful violence to itself and philosophy.

Z. But is this not a reiteration of an avant-gardism, with all the cloying obsolescence that clings to this failure of the will and representation, which could be framed as a modernist malice against Schopenhauer? I recall Kazimir Malevich’s four-volume invective, at least in translation, which had as its anathematised object the emanations from Schopenhauer's World-Picture.