Happy in the "madhouse" of contexts

Lesesaal der Tianjin Binhai Library: Weiße wellenförmige Bücherregale und Stufen.
The 33,700-square-metre Tianjin Binhai Library (2017), with a luminous, spherical auditorium and floor-to-ceiling, cascading bookshelves, serves not only as an educational hub, but also as a social space and cultural center.(Photo: Ossip)
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Rea­ding is a cul­tu­ral tech­ni­que. Using a li­bra­ry and se­ar­ching in the ca­ta­log must be lear­ned. But the best thing about vi­si­t­ing a li­bra­ry, working and lin­ge­ring in the rea­ding room is what you don't have to learn.

TEXT: MA­RIE WO­KA­LEK

Our time, as Mi­chel Fou­cault put it at the end of the 1960s in his text "Of Other Spaces",
is more an age of space than of histo­ry. "We live in an age of si­mul­tan­ei­ty, of jux­ta­po­si­ti­on, of near and far, of jux­ta­po­si­ti­on and di­sper­si­on." Struc­tu­ra­lism at­tempts to "es­tab­lish re­la­ti­ons­hips bet­ween ele­ments that are dis­tri­bu­t­ed over time" and to make them ap­pe­ar "as a jux­ta­po­si­ti­on, as a coun­ter­part, as so­me­thing nested". From this per­spec­tive, the world ap­pears as a spa­ti­al net­work of in­ter­sec­ting strands that con­nect dif­fe­rent points to form con­fi­gu­ra­ti­ons.

The ex­pe­ri­en­ces we have to­day in the di­gi­tal spaces of the In­ter­net fit well with Fou­caul­t's sketch of our age as a net­work of con­fi­gu­ra­ti­ons. For me, the di­gi­tal age wi­t­hout con­cre­te li­bra­ry spaces would be a night­ma­re space for this very rea­son.

Space and place

In Ger­man, the noun li­bra­ry in­iti­al­ly re­fers to the spe­ci­fic lo­ca­ti­on of a collec­tion of books, sheet mu­sic or me­dia in a buil­ding - a book room. In a fi­gu­ra­ti­ve sen­se, the in­di­vi­dual­ly com­pi­led collec­tion of books that you take with you when you move (or usual­ly can­not take with you when you flee, which exa­cer­ba­tes the uproo­ted­ness) is so­me­ti­mes also cal­led a li­bra­ry.

»The library stands there like a ladder to infinity.«Alfred Polgar: Small writings

For me, a li­bra­ry is a place that al­lows me to lose mys­elf on dis­co­very tours to the con­fi­gu­ra­ti­ons and in­ter­sec­tions that the books or scores hold. Here I can run into la­by­rinths wi­t­hout a com­mon thread, wea­ve my own net­works of thoughts and fall off again and again. In the in­fi­ni­te space of thought that the collec­tions open up, I ne­vertheless re­main se­cu­red by my phy­si­cal pre­sence in the spe­ci­fic lo­ca­ti­on of the rea­ding room. Its ar­chi­tec­tu­re - as shab­by or gran­dio­se as it may be - the es­tab­lished or­der of its hol­dings, the ma­te­ri­als scat­te­red around me on the ta­ble, my right and left hand pushing the­se ob­jec­ts back and forth, sor­ting and stacking them: all this of­fers me the three-di­men­sio­nal sup­port that is cru­ci­al for ori­en­ta­ti­on in thin­king.

Phy­si­ca­li­ty, sen­su­al and so­ci­al ex­pe­ri­ence

Rea­ding is a cul­tu­ral tech­ni­que. Using a li­bra­ry and se­ar­ching the ca­ta­log must be lear­ned. But the best thing about vi­si­t­ing a li­bra­ry, working and lin­ge­ring in the rea­ding room is what you don't have to learn: loo­king, lis­ten­ing, fee­ling, smel­ling, slee­ping, yaw­ning, stret­ching, stan­ding up, sit­ting down, wal­king around, clim­bing on step stools or lad­ders. The sen­sua­li­ty of the who­le pro­cess and its so­ci­al di­men­si­on puts any wi­ping and ty­p­ing on the small screen at home on the sofa in the shade. It's quiet in the li­bra­ry, pa­per rust­les, so­meo­ne speaks too loud­ly or plays the an­noy­ing Win­dows sound when they switch on their lap­top. So­me­whe­re, so­meo­ne is sno­ring or snee­zing. It smells dus­ty or too stron­gly of per­fu­me. A win­dow is ban­ging. The sun is blin­ding or it's too dark.

»We enter books/ like inns/ hungry thirsty/ famished.«Thomas Bernhard: Ritter, Dene, Voss

In the rea­ding room, all re­aders and lear­ners form a so­ci­al body that brea­thes, thinks and dreams. You meet peop­le you re­al­ly wan­ted to see again and of­ten en­ough tho­se you ac­tual­ly wan­ted to avo­id. You usual­ly spend far too long chat­ting at the pho­to­co­pi­er, the cof­fee ma­chi­ne or the len­ding desk - and come up with the best ide­as in the pro­cess.

Or­der, clo­se to mad­ness

In his text quo­ted above, Fou­cault counts li­bra­ries among the so-cal­led "other spaces", the "coun­ter-pla­ces". He calls the­se pla­ces "he­te­ro­to­pi­as", "ac­tual­ly rea­li­zed uto­pi­as". Li­bra­ries are cha­rac­te­ri­zed as he­te­ro­to­pi­as by the fact that, ac­cord­ing to Fou­cault, "time is in­ces­sant­ly ac­cu­mu­la­ted and pi­led up in them". Like the ci­ne­ma or the thea­ter, li­bra­ries also jux­tapo­se dif­fe­rent, ac­tual­ly in­com­pa­ti­ble spaces in a sin­gle place.

That bor­ders on mad­ness. And the fact that all or­der "es­pe­ci­al­ly in the­se are­as is not­hing but a sta­te of sus­pen­si­on over the abyss", as Wal­ter Ben­ja­min wri­tes in "I un­pack my li­bra­ry", has long sin­ce be­co­me a li­tera­ry to­pos. Ar­chi­tec­tu­re is cal­led upon to find a sui­ta­ble form for this sta­te of lim­bo.

»'Mr. Librarian,' I exclaim, 'you must not leave me without telling me the secret of how you find your way through this [...] madhouse of books«Robert Musil: The Man without Qualities

As im­per­fect as the or­der of the hol­dings may be, the use of ma­nu­al me­dia in a con­cre­te ar­chi­tec­tu­ral space will al­ways have an in­dis­pensable ad­van­ta­ge over pu­re­ly di­gi­tal spaces: The ar­ran­ge­ment shows me the con­texts and does not send me on a night­ma­rish­ly end­less flo­wing wave from hy­per­link to hy­per­link.

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