January 2, 2014
Not that we are not seduced by the charm of innocence but we often mistake it for stupidity. Or stupidity is mistaken for innocence. These two mistaken identities lend credence to the popular saying ‘Appearances are deceptive’ and make semiotics a worthwhile undertaking however challenging it could be. Is innocence decipherable? I guess not, as it is an abyss both as a repose and an emotion. Roland Barthes recognised it in the mystique of Garbo’s face. Goethe’s young Werther demonstrated it in his tormented love for the insipid Charlotte.
I need a vacation from the spells of innocence and a mask of discretion with canine fangs.