#487 The Two Mysteries (2)

There are two pipes. Or, 
rather, two paintings of 
the same pipe which are 
meant both to please others 
& ourselves, & to make
others pleased with us. 

Do not say there is no heart 
in the work here—its basis is 
the human heart. The sorcery 
lies in an operation rendered 
invisible by the simplicity 
of its result—to make 

the pipe new, but floating in
a natural silence where 
attention to the small details 
extends it more than 
it illustrates it or fills the
void. To make it legend.
Text Sources: 
This Is Not a Pipe, by Michel Foucault
The Ladies' Book of Etiquette (1860), by Florence Hartley

#486 Lyricism

So it doth appear, said
Macbeth, or something
like that. Though he was 

talking about daggers, 
not about pears or people
who resemble them. Even

so, the underlying mess-
age was certainly clear — all 
appearances are subjective.

#485 Le Civilisateur

Three paintings of a dog, all different dogs but the same one painted. All different names but painted under the same name. Somewhere I read that this Loulou was black, but painted white for the occasion. Narrow nostrils, but supposedly had a big heart. So loved by its child- less owners that it traveled with them everywhere, even to the States, its right of passage paid for by a promise to allow the fuse- lage of one of the airline’s planes to later carry a Magritte motif. All things pass, including the in- fluence of a civilizer. The livery of the plane redone to reflect new alliances. & of the other themed air- craft, Tintin will be the next to go.