My last post is part of my ongoing attempt to de-freeze my image of Deleuze, to relate to him as a source of inspiration rather than an object of study. I attended his seminar during six years, it was an amazing experience. But I don’t want to remain fixated on a dead past.
The post is also a compressed summary of my 5 years of blogging about philosophy. I have translated and contextualised much work in French that is not available in English. Is that bad? To see some people’s callous condemnation it would seem so.
I have engaged passionately with the material and expressed myself unreservedly. Thanks to my blog people can get a good idea of many recent philosophical publications and public seminars in France.
Yet I have received mostly dirty blows, silence, and contempt during that time. That is sad, but beside the point. Listen to these thinkers talk, read their books, think about what they say, and it will transform your vision of things.