Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Un pays sans frontières

The following quote struck me as a good way of expressing my internal desire to site my design at the edge of the water. By its placement it can be freed in a sense from borders or conversely, it sits exactly on a border between land and sea that in a sense exists in a place that cannot have borders around it since it is the border itself. It is that liminal space that I have referred to previously. On the similar note, Clive Doucet in his book "Notes from Exile" says;

"I felt for a long time that the flow of people from Acadie was like the flow of sea water through the aboiteaux, that it was necessary... Some people would say that we were traitors - traitors is a bigger word in English - that we have in some way become traitors because we left Acadie. I don't see it that way. Poets and humanists have for thousands of years dreamed of a pays sans frontières, a country without borders, because we know that frontiers are a source of division, of war. L'Acadie, in a certain way, is un pays sans frontières. There's no frontier. If you're from Louisiana, you're and Acadian. If you're from Montréal, you're an Acadian. If you're from New Brunswick, you're an Acadian. It's special in this way."(p.198) 

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