In an interview that eludes my current search, Pascal Quignard once proclaimed, “I am a Baroque artist. I seek intensity of emotion by any means necessary. I am not a classicist, I do not seek perfection. Baroque artists seek intensity, not beauty. If we can make people cry, we are happy.”
This reflection frequently occupies my thoughts and serves as a guiding principle when approaching Quignard’s works. I have long believed that within the writings of any serious author lies a manual on how to read their work. Quignard’s prose is reminiscent of painting—fluid, unstable, occupying a space between philosophical discourse and fiction.
Many of the writings I admire share this expressive Baroque quality. In the introduction to The Burglar, Brigid Brophy writes, “Baroque is an open, sometimes explosive embrace of contradictions—intellectual and of feeling. Ambiguity and fun are its raw material merely. Its essence is the ambivalence, in full, deep psychoanalytic import, of emotions. It is a pair of giant curly brackets that clip together things irreconcilable.” This sentiment perfectly captures the profound sense of astonishment central to the Baroque.
In Passions of the Soul, Descartes explores the initial moment of astonishment and how it gives way to other emotions, stating, “Upon encountering an object that surprises us, something we consider new or vastly different from our previous knowledge, we are filled with marvel and astonishment. Since this can occur before we possess any knowledge about the object’s suitability or unsuitability, I believe that admiration is the first of all passions. Moreover, it has no contrary; if the object lacks surprise, we remain unmoved and regard it without passion.”
It is precisely what I seek in prose and poetry—an encounter with the unfamiliar, the unknown, engaging with questions of memory, existence, and the nature of consciousness. While this may align me with the modernist camp, I consider my preferred reading experience to be Baroque, a style uniquely suited to an era where humanity reels from the collapse of old certainties and desperately yearns for re-enchantment and astonishment.