A book written by the artist Helen Mirra; it is an enlarged index created from the text
of John Dewey's 1920 book, Reconstruction of Philosophy.
At a panel discussion yesterday afternoon at Reed College the writer and poet Lisa Robertson made a comment about how it is what is outside of intentionality in a work of art that makes it rich, how it is an incompleteness of understanding that makes a work of art or writing inviting. It reminded me of what I find so compelling about indexes. They are perfect examples of invitingly incomplete systems of representation, hinting and pointing to the rich density of a text with each entry.
Adaptation, 84-87, 91
Aimless, random,
miscellaneous, 141
Distance is an obstacle,
a source of trouble, 118
Environment, 10, 14, 19;
even a clam modifies the, 84;
given, 156
Errors of our ancestors, 35-36
Lessons in wrong methods, 175
Lever, wheel, pulley,
and inclined plane, 69
Ornament and decoration, 29
Our books, 6
Our hands, 18
Property, 182;
is generally theft, 189
Prosaic matter of fact
knowledge, 12, 14
Whole of meaning, a, 3
Wholehearted and unremitting
attention to means and conditions, 73
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