Gaze of the Abyss [Electron Dance]

‘And to be clear, Gaze of the Abyss  isn’t about keeping “art” and “gameyness” separate but how artistic ambitions can be undermined by squeezing them into a set of cheap, one-size-fits-all game clothes.’


“In the novel, a reader professes:


If a book truly interests me, I cannot follow it for more than a few lines before my mind, having seized on a thought that the text suggests to it, or a feeling, or a question, or an image, goes off on a tangent and springs from thought to thought, from image to image, in an itinerary of reasonings and fantasies that I feel the need to pursue to the end, moving away from the book until I have lost sight of it.


“I understand you perfectly,” another reader answers, explaining that


reading is a discontinuous and fragmentary operation. Or, rather, the object of reading is a punctiform and pulviscular material. In the spreading expanse of the writing, the reader’s attention isolates some minimal segments, juxtapositions of words, metaphors, syntactic nexuses, logical passages, lexical peculiarities that prove to possess an extremely concentrated density of meaning. They are like elemental particles making up the work’s nucleus, around which all the rest revolves. Or else like the void at the bottom of a vortex which sucks in and swallows currents. It is through these apertures that, in barely perceptible flashes, the truth the book may bear is revealed, its ultimate substance.

(The “novel” is: If on a winter’s night a traveler / Italo Calvino.)


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