![]() ![]() ![]() The text that follows is a kind of journey on which I have set myself the task of reimagining Wittgenstein’s hut at Skjolden. ![]() It is a cultural code for living, and anonymous ‘text’ to be read and interpreted, a writing pad for inscription, a scape for human praxis, a mode of dwelling and a mode of experiencing (Tilley, 34). It is a ‘natural’ topography perspectivally linked to the existential Being of the body in societal space. 1 As I begin this journey, I am reminded of Christopher Tilley’s remark in his book, A Phenomenology of Landscape:-Ī landscape is a series of named locales, a set of relational places linked by paths, movements and narratives. It begins with a walk across a landscape to a site that has not been occupied for more than fifty years a place where a man came to be solitary and to think. This essay describes a journey: a kind of pilgrimage. ![]()
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