“How may we explain other than through poetry that waters’ sounds are so many sunken bells, so many submerged bell towers that still ring, so many golden harps that lend solemnity to crystalline voices.”—Gaston Bachelard, Water and Dreams: An Essay on the Imagination of Matter ; Dallas, Pegasus Foundation, 1983, p. 191.
“Impurity, as far as the unconscious is concerned, is always multiple, always abundant; it has a polyvalent noxiousness. From this point on, it is understandable that impure water can be accused of all possible misdeeds. If, for the conscious mind, it is accepted as a simple symbol of evil, as an external symbol, for the unconscious it is the object of an active symbolization that is entirely internal, entirely substantial. Impure water for the unconscious is a receptacle for evil, one open to every evil; it is the substance of evil.”—Gaston Bachelard, Water and Dreams: An Essay on the Imagination of Matter ; Pegasus Foundation, 1983, p. 139.
“Where is reality - in the sky or in the depths of the water? Infinity in our dreams is as high in the firmament as it is deep beneath the waves. One cannot pay too much attention to double images like the star-isle in a psychology of the imagination. They are like the hinges of a dream which, turning on them, changes its register, its matter. Here at the juncture, water grasps the sky. Through dreams, water comes to signify that most distant of homes, a celestial one.”—Gaston Bachelard, Water and Dreams: An Essay on the Imagination of Matter ; Pegasus Foundation, 1983, p. 48.
“See how the whirling courses of things hasten away, like streams of water. The world’s glory has fallen and fled and vanished in the cycle of days. The world revolves as a wheel; hence it is depicted as a spinning and changeable and collapsing wheel. Its position is unfixed, its status is unstable. It goes and it returns, like the sea, now badly and tomorrow even worse. Earthly glory is like loosened gravel; gravel driven by water slides away, and glory driven by the wind slides away. Worldly goods all flow away, none remain. Inwardly my pen laughs at outward honours.”—Bernard of Cluny, De Contemptu Mundi, Book 1 (12th c.)
My name is James, and i’m a PhD student. I am also obsessed with water. I have another blog called Fluid Imaginings that was originally designed to share my research ideas about water. After a while I realised that rather than share my research (which has a tendency to raise intellectual property issues), the blog was a nice space to contemplate some of the thoughts that have come to me while doing my doctoral research.
Unfortunately, a focus on this aspect of my life on Fluid Imaginings has led me to neglect something close to my heart: water, fluidity and the importance of the elements in human existence. Those of you who know me in real life will know that I harp on about this constantly. After some contemplation, I decided that a tumblr blog was an ideal outlet for these ideas. As a result, Dulcisonus was born. The word is a conflation of the Latin for sweet (dulcis) and sounding (sonus): sweetly sounding. This comes from a medieval primary source that I am working on for my doctorate. I will briefly expound upon this topic at a later date, I imagine.
So, the goals of this blog are as follows:
To repost and aggregate interesting articles, images and blog posts on water that come across my path.
To share my thoughts on water.
To share new books, conferences and initiatives that are close to my heart.
To muse on water.
Like water, the blog will flow where my fancies take it, but since I am always running into fascinating watery material, I hope that the journey will be an enjoyable one.
By the way, don’t give up on Fluid Imaginings if you are interested in Postgraduate musings. Here endeth the first post.