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In Roy Wagners anthropologischem Ansatz ist das Unausgesprochene, Ungehörte, Unbekannte genauso wichtig wie das Vorhandene. Das Nicht-Anwesende, von Wagner als »Anti-Zwilling« bezeichnet, ist wesentlich für die Entstehung von Kultur und ihre Erforschung. In diesem Notizbuch schafft Mariana Castillo Deball eine Kommunikation auf doppelter Ebene mit einem Auszug aus Wagners Texten. Auf der einen Ebene entfaltet sich die Konversation zwischen Wagner und Kojote, seinem Anti-Zwilling, der das Abwesende ausspricht und den Äußerungen Wagners entgegenhält. Auf der anderen begleiten und kommentieren die filigranen Zeichnungen der Künstlerin – der mexikanischen Folklore nahestehende Fantasiefiguren und -gebilde, die sie eigens für dieses Notizbuch angefertigt hat – Wagners Text. Mariana Castillo Deball (*1975) ist Künstlerin und lebt in Berlin und Amsterdam. Roy Wagner (*1938) ist Professor am Department of Anthropology der University of Virginia . Sprache: Deutsch/Englisch
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100 Notes – 100 Thoughts / 100 Notizen – 100 Gedanken
Nº024: Mariana Castillo Deball & Roy Wagner
Coyote Anthropology: A Conversation in Words and Drawings /
Kojotenanthropologie. Ein Gespräch in Worten und Zeichnungen
dOCUMENTA (13), 9/6/2012 – 16/9/2012
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Roy WagnerThe Anthropology of Coyote
There once was a trader, a white man at the store back on the Rez, who was so good at tricking Indians they were a little bit proud of him. One day an Indian came up to the counter and said to the trader, “Now you are the cheatin’ wonder of the whole civilized world, but that one over there, he’s even better than you are.”
“Why him? He’s only a scrawny critter!”
“Yep, that’s the one. So why don’t you let him prove it?”
So the white man ambled over to Coyote and said, “Let’s you and me have us a tricking contest and see who is the better cheater.”
“Won’t work,” said canis latrans, “’cause I left my tricking magic back home, and that’s two days away.”
“No problem,” said homo not exactly sapiens, “because I can lend you my hoss, and you can go and fetch your magic quicker’n a Noo Yawk minute.”
“No way,” said the candid canid, “because I am basically a predator, and all your nag’s got to do is snuff my scent, and he’ll buck me off in a Lubbock nanosecond.”
“Well, dawgnabbit,” said the trader, “I’ll just lend you my clothes, too, and when the hoss takes a whiff of the scent, it’ll snuff me instead of you.”
Now that is just exactly what happened, dawgnabbit and all; Coyote took the trader’s hoss, put on his clothes, and blithely rode away.
Coyote: “Now, see, Roy, that just goes to show.”
Roy: “Goes to show what?”
Coyote: “Perception is a very tricky thing.”
Roy: “Not half so tricky as representation; for anything you see in these lines, you’re gonna see because I represented it that way.”
Coyote: “I wouldn’t be too sure about that; there’s always a trick involved, and, like your Barok friends told you in New Ireland, once you realize that something is a fake . . .”
Roy: “Or maybe that everything is a fake . . .”
Coyote: “You stand, not at the end of knowledge, but at its beginning.”
Roy: “And now you’re gonna tell me that you left your tricking magic back home.”
Coyote: “Not exactly. I got it right here with me. Look in a mirror.”
Roy: “So why is perception a fake?”
Coyote: “See, Roy, we do not see the world we see, hear the sounds we hear, touch the things we touch, or in any way perceive what we perceive, but that something else comes in between.”
Roy: “Now what is this, some kind of sly canid Plato’s Cave analogy? Like you canids have a flight-or-fight response inhibitor at the back of your brain?”
Coyote: “Hey, Roy, I got one right in front of me. Besides, what is a brain besides a flight-or-fight response inhibitor?”
Roy: “Well, then, so is the whole neural net of the body, autonomic as well as sympathetic, since what we deign to call an organism or body is in that sense the flip side of the brain, how it really works, and its basic intelligence network.”
Coyote: “You talk to me and ‘flip,’ eh? It’s more like counterintelligence; the brain is the only organ in the body that is narcissistic enough to actually believe it is thinking. That is why we Coyotes have such small ones.”
Roy: “I get it; you’re the ‘something else’ that comes in between?”
Coyote: “Sure ’nuff, pardner; I always come in between—between myself and everything else. I have to trick myself in order to trick anyone else. I am exactly what perception would be if it knew enough about itself to represent itself accordingly.”
Roy: “Like what we perceive is actually our thinking about perception?”
Coyote: “Good guess, though the truth is actually more scary than that.”
Roy: “Thus if thinking
