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16 Jun 19:22

They were the wonder of every one that beheld them

by Guim Espelt Estopà

In the first two parts of Gulliver’s Travels Into Several Remote Regions of the WorldA Voyage to Lilliput and A Voyage to Brobdingnag— we can read several descriptions of objects and how are being seen or used by people twelve times smaller or bigger than the object scale.

Jonathan Swift - Gulliver's Travels - Lilliput and Brobdingnag - Bed, chair, object-inventory

In Lilliput, the emperor orders an inventory of Lemuel Gulliver’s possessions.
They happen to be a handkerchief, cigarettes, a comb, a small box, two pocket guns, silver and copper coins, a razor blade, a pocket watch, bullets and a sword.

These gentlemen having pen, ink, and paper about them, made an exact inventory of everything they saw; and, when they had done, desired I would set them down, that they might deliver it to the emperor. This inventory I afterwards translated into English, and is word for word as follows:—
Imprimis, In the right coat-pocket of the great man-mountain (for so I interpret the words quinbus flestrin), after the strictest search, we found only one great piece of coarse cloth, large enough to be a foot-cloth for your majesty’s chief room of state. In the left pocket, we saw a huge silver chest, with a cover of the same metal, which we the searchers were not able to lift. We desired it should be opened, and one of us stepping into it, found himself up to the mid-leg in a sort of dust, some part whereof flying up to our faces, set us both a sneezing for several times together. In his right waistcoat pocket we found a prodigious number of white thin substances folded one over another, about the bigness of three men, tied with a strong cable, and marked with black figures; which we humbly conceive to be writings, every letter almost half as large as the palm of our hands. In the left, there was a sort of engine, from the back of which were extended twenty long poles, resembling the palisadoes before your majesty’s court; wherewith we conjecture the man-mountain combs his head, for we did not always trouble him with questions, because we found it a great difficulty to make him understand us. In the large pocket on the right side of his middle cover (so I translate the word ranfu-lo, by which they meant my breeches), we saw a hollow pillar of iron, about the length of a man, fastened to a strong piece of timber, larger than the pillar; and upon one side of the pillar were huge pieces of iron sticking out, cut into strange figures, which we know not what to make of. In the left pocket, another engine of the same kind. In the smaller pocket on the right side were several round flat pieces of white and red metal, of different bulk; some of the white, which seemed to be silver, were so large and so heavy, that my comrade and I could hardly lift them. In the left pocket, were two black pillars irregularly shaped; we could not without difficulty reach the top of them, as we stood at the bottom of his pocket. One of them was covered, and seemed all of a piece; but at the upper end of the other, there appeared a white and round substance, about twice the bigness of our heads. Within each of these was enclosed a prodigious plate of steel, which, by our orders, we obliged him to show us, because we apprehended they might be dangerous engines. He took them out of their cases, and told us that in his own country his practice was to shave his beard with one of these, and to cut his meat with the other. There were two pockets which we could not enter: these he called his fobs. Out of the right fob hung a great silver chain, with a wonderful kind of engine at the bottom. We directed him to draw out whatever was at the end of that chain, which appeared to be a globe, half silver, and half of some transparent metal; for on the transparent side we saw certain strange figures, circularly drawn, and thought we could touch them till we found our fingers stopped by that lucid substance. He put this engine to our ears, which made an incessant noise, like that of a water-mill; and we conjecture it is either some unknown animal, or the god that he worships; but we are more inclined to the latter opinion, because he assured us (if we understood him right, for he expressed himself very imperfectly), that he seldom did anything without consulting it. He called it his oracle, and said it pointed out the time for every action of his life. From the left fob he took out a net almost large enough for a fisherman, but contrived to open and shut like a purse, and served him for the same use; we found therein several massy pieces of yellow metal, which, if they be real gold, must be of immense value.
Having thus, in obedience to your majesty’s commands, diligently searched all his pockets, we observed a girdle about his waist, made of the hide of some prodigious animal, from which, on the left side, hung a sword of the length of five men; and on the right, a bag or pouch, divided into two cells, each cell capable of holding three of your majesty’s subjects. In one of these cells were several globes, or balls, of a most ponderous metal, about the bigness of our heads, and required a strong hand to lift them; the other cell contained a heap of certain black grains, but of no great bulk or weight, for we could hold about fifty of them in the palms of our hands.
This is an exact inventory of what we found about the body of the man-mountain, who used us with great civility and due respect to your majesty’s commission. Signed and sealed, on the fourth day of the eighty-ninth moon of your majesty’s auspicious reign.

At one point, Gulliver writes: “Having a head for mechanics, and being likewise forced by necessity, I had made for myself a table and chair, convenient enough, out of the largest trees in the royal park.” As he is twelve times bigger than any inhabitant in Lilliput, the amount of material and resources to build objects to satisfy his basic needs is really big.
Also the hospitalily of lilliputians towards him is huge:

Towards night, I got with some difficulty into my house, where I lay on the ground, and continued to do so about a fortnight, during which time the emperor gave orders to have a bed prepared for me. Six hundred beds, of the common measure, were brought in carriages and worked up in my house; an hundred and fifty of their beds, sewn together, made up the breadth and length; and these were four double, which, however, kept me but very indifferently from the hardness of the floor, which was of smooth stone. By the same computation, they provided me with sheets, blankets, and coverlets, which were tolerable enough for one who had been so long inured to hardships as I.

And here it may perhaps divert the curious reader to give some account of my domestic, and my manner of living in this country, during a residence of nine months and thirteen days. Having a head for mechanics, and being likewise forced by necessity, I had made for myself a table and chair, convenient enough, out of the largest trees in the royal park. Two hundred sempstresses were employed to make me shirts, and linen for my bed and table, all of the strongest and coarsest kind they could get; which, however, they were forced to quilt together in several folds, for the thickest was some degrees finer than lawn. Their linen is usually three inches wide, and three feet make a piece.
The sempstresses took my measure as I lay on the ground, one standing at my neck, and another at my mid-leg, with a strong cord extended that each held by the end, while a third measured the length of the cord with a rule of an inch long. Then they measured my right thumb, and desired no more; for, by a mathematical computation, that twice round the thumb is once round the wrist, and so on to the neck and the waist, and by the help of my old shirt, which I displayed on the ground before them for a pattern, they fitted me exactly. Three hundred tailors were employed in the same manner to make me clothes; but they had another contrivance for taking my measure. I kneeled down, and they raised a ladder from the ground to my neck; upon this ladder one of them mounted, and let fall a plumb-line from my collar to the floor, which just answered the length of my coat; but my waist and arms I measured myself. When my clothes were finished, which was done in my house (for the largest of theirs would not have been able to hold them), they looked like the patchwork made by the ladies in England, only that mine were all of a color.

Jonathan Swift - Gulliver's Travels - Brobdingnag - Bed, chair, object-inventory

Once in Brobdingnag, the scale is inverted: now Gulliver is relatively twelve times smaller. This is how he manages to build a comb and a chair convenient to his size.

I used to attend the king’s levee once or twice a week, and had often seen him under the barber’s hand, which indeed was at first very terrible to behold; for the razor was almost twice as long as an ordinary scythe. His majesty, according to the custom of the country, was only shaved twice a week. I once prevailed on the barber to give me some of the suds or lather, out of which I picked forty or fifty of the strongest stumps of hair, I then took a piece of fine wood and cut it like the back of a comb, making several holes in it at equal distance with as small a needle as I could get from Glumdalclitch. I fixed in the stumps so artificially, scraping and sloping them with my knife towards the points, that I made a very tolerable comb; which was a seasonable supply, my own being so much broken in the teeth that it was almost useless: neither did I know any artist in that country so nice and exact as would undertake to make me another.
And this puts me in mind of an amusement wherein I spent many of my leisure hours. I desired the queen’s woman to save for me the combings of her majesty’s hair, whereof in time I got a good quantity; and consulting with my friend the cabinet-maker, who had received general orders to do little jobs for me, I directed him to make two chair-frames, no larger than those I had in my box, and then to bore little holes with a fine awl round those parts where I designed the backs and seats; through these holes I wove the strongest hairs I could pick out, just after the manner of cane chairs in England. When they were finished I made a present of them to her majesty, who kept them in her cabinet, and used to shew them for curiosities, as indeed they were the wonder of every one that beheld them.



Swift, Jonathan. Travels into several remote nations of the world – In Four Parts – by Lemuel Gulliver.
Text Source: Project Gutenberg. Gulliver’s Travels, by Jonathan Swift, Edited by Thomas M. Balliet.
Image sources: Project Gutenberg and ClipArt.

05 May 16:21

I’m more of a… collector, really

by Guim Espelt Estopà


Everything is illuminated - The collector Safran Foer's family keepsakes

In his very interesting book The System of Objects, Jean Baudrillard included a chapter called “A Marginal System: Collecting”. He wrote:

Among the various meanings of the French word objet, the Littré dictionary gives this: ‘Anything which is the cause or subject of a passion. Figuratively and most typically: the loved object’. It ought to be obvious that the objects that occupy our daily lives are in fact objects of a passion, that of personal possession, whose quotient of invested affect is in no way inferior to that of any other variety of human passion.
[...]
The object pure and simple, divested of its function, abstracted from any practical context, takes on a strictly subjective status. Now its destiny is to be collected. Whereupon it ceases to be a carpet, a table, a compass, or a knick-knack, and instead turns into an ‘object’ or a ‘piece’.1

Everything is illuminated - The collector Safran Foer grandparents' objects

In the movie—based on Jonathan Safran Foer’s novel Everything Is Illuminated—, during his ‘very rigid search’ for the woman that saved his grandfather’s life, the main character, named Jonathan Safran Foer, shows several times how and why a collector acts.
When asked about why he keeps on collecting keepsakes, Jonathan answers: “Because sometimes I’m afraid I’ll forget”. As Terry Shoptaugh writes in his essay “Why Do We Like Old Things? Some Ruminations on History and Memory“:

All of these things serve a similar function of reminding us of a particular time and place. As such, they can help the ordinary person encompass a sense of the past. [...] When we look at something that stimulates our memory, we are setting up a link between past and present. [...] Keepsakes can be crucial to this process, by serving as ‘triggers’ to stimulate memory.2

Everything Is Illuminated has a dreamy feeling that links perfectly with this sentence by Jean Baudrillard: “just as the function of dreams is to ensure the continuity of sleep, objects ensure the continuity of life”3

1 BAUDRILLARD, Jean. “A Marginal System: Collecting”, in The System of Objects. London, New York: Verso, 2005. p.91-92.
1 Also published under the title “The System of Collecting” in:
ELSNER, J. and CARDINAL, R. (ed.) The Cultures of Collecting. London: Reaktion Books, 1994.
2 Shoptaugh, T. “Why Do We Like Old Things? Some Ruminations on History and Memory“. The Heritage Press, Minnesota State University. May-June 1991: 14-15.
3 BAUDRILLARD, op. cit. p.102.

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I was of the opinion that the past is past, and like all that is not now, it should remain buried along the side of our memories. But this was before the commencement of our very rigid search. Before I encountered the collector: Jonathan Safran Foer.

[...]

Alex (Eugene Hutz) – Father informs me you are writing a book about this trip. You are a writer?
Jonathan Safran Foer (Elijah Wood) – No.
A – Then what is this?
JSF – It’s a catalog.
A – Catalog.
JSF – I don’t know why they told you that. I’m not a writer. I mean, I write, but I’m more of a… collector, really.
A – And what do you collect?
JSF – Things. Family things.
A – It is a good career, yes?
JSF – No, it’s not a career. It’s just something I do.
A – Why?
JSF – I don’t know. Why does anybody do anything? It’s just something to do.
A – I understand.

[...]

A – Why do you do this?
JSF – Maybe sometimes I’m afraid I’ll forget.