As I have been the around-the-clock caretaker of my elderly mother for some time, I'm way, way behind on all things literary or bloggish... But here are a couple of pieces of news.
Michael Fitzpatrick's The Eighth Day essay
I'm so pleased with this marvelous, wise review of Charis in the World of Wonders. So lovely to have such an insightful essay, two years after pandemic publication! There are many things in it that hit the mark of what I tried to do when entering into a character of another era, foreign to the cultural ways of our own. If you have an interest in what I'm up to when diving into another world, please read the whole thing. It's wonderfully thoughtful.
Sample clips to entice
Poet and novelist Marly Youmans’ latest novel is a treasure. You may know her for her dazzling ability to channel lush lyrics that can feel utterly authentic to the intended epoch (especially her epic poem Thaliad). Her prose extends her gifts of language; Charis and the World of Wonders feels as if someone found a 17th-century diary and transcribed it. Youmans’ book is a gem of cultural curiosity, an Anglican-turned-Orthodox author attempting to explore Puritan New England in 1690 through the eyes of Charis, a remarkable young lady with a fertile imagination, sumptuous narrative voice, and an authentic faith lived out in a harsh world. This is where Youmans’ novel is its strongest: presenting a life of faith not as an add-on to an otherwise secular existence, but as the entire horizon and interpretive lens through which Charis understands the events that happen to her and how she should navigate through them.
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There are so many wonders in this novel—from references to Anne Bradstreet’s poetry to the deliciously archaic diction, and, most notably, Charis’ irrepressible spirit. Like Marilynne Robinson’s Gilead, Marly Youmans’ latest novel does not shy away from weightier themes, including the struggle of finding God’s love in a world of unchecked evil and pride.
But perhaps the most timely aspect of this novel is its foreignness. Every page assumes a background and manifests a foreground in utter contrast to the post-nuclear, post-computer age we take for granted.
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Thanks to Michael Fitzpatrick for a beautiful essay...
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Catalogue listing:
Artist: Richard Hambleton
Technique: Ink paper
Richard Hambleton- "Shadow Man Head" Draw on a book page from "Catherwood- Marly Youmans" - This Rare work is Marker on a book page . Page size measures 8. 25" x 5" inches. Signed and dated 2015 as shown. Comes with a Hand written COA from Robert Murphy and a COA from Dirtypilot. Provenance: Collection of Robert Murphy.
Catalogue listing and image from: https://www.lot-art.com/auction-lots/Richard-Hambleton-Shadow-head/56396955-richard_hambleton-06.3.22-catawiki
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I've been a bit too busy to keep up with blog or social media, but this little oddity is worth a moment of notice... The ink drawing was done the year Hambleton died.
Here's a description of the artist from https://www.richardhambletonofficial.com/:
Richard Hambleton (June 23, 1952 - October 29, 2017) is a Canadian born artist known as The Godfather of Street Art.
Hambleton’s early work includes a public art series called Mass Murder (1976 - 1978) in which he painted “chalk” outlines around the bodies of volunteer “homicide victims” in public places. Finished with a splash of red paint, these works gave the viewer the impression of a realistic crime scene. After creating roughly 15 of these works around New York, he continued using the city as his canvas for his second street art collection and most notable work - the Shadowman (1980).
Predating Banksy by more than a decade, the late Richard Hambleton sparked the street art movement in 1980’s New York, alongside renowned contemporary artists such as Jean-Michele Basquiat and Keith Haring. His strategically placed paintings of hundreds of looming, shadow figures could be seen all over Manhattan's public walls.
Hambleton’s work was shown at international exhibits and his art continues to be widely celebrated. In April 2017, a documentary following Hambleton’s rise to success and devotion to painting premiered at the Tribeca Film Festival. The artist died of cancer at age 65 just six months later.
Dear Marly,
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry for contacting you this way, but I'm very curious to read your thesis on Herman Melville and Robert Burton yet thus far have encountered issues getting a copy of the work through interlibrary loan to Montreal Canada. I wonder if you happen to have a copy of this yourself in electronic form that I might be able to read? Although perhaps it was a typewriter then! At any rate, cheers from another Melvillian interested in similar things-- if you're still interested those things. It seems you escaped academia and I very much wish to myself one day. As soon as I finish writing this dissertation perhaps.
Aieee! I threw my copy away, and really the university should too... Noooo! Dreck! And very sloppy--my advisor was dying and signed before it was even finished, and I was going through a terrible personal situation and so just let it go when it really should have been worked on more. Eek, I don't even like to think about it, though I do like to think about Melville and Burton still...
DeleteIf I still had it, I could bring it to Montreal when I visit my middle child. But all copies should burn, haha!
Hahaha- oh wow- sounds like a real dissertation then. I'm even more determined to read it. Don't worry, I'll find something (or worry, I'll find something?). Thanks for your response!
DeleteHuh. I tried to discourage you. Tried! Good luck to you (not on finding that copy, haha!)
DeleteYou know what? I don't know how to say this, I don't mix in those circles. But damnit, you're... sort of... perhaps entirely... why don't I go the whole hog... famous! Time for me to be humble, that most uncharacteristic state.
ReplyDeleteWhat? No way! Really I'm still an obscure writer, a person who has fled the American mania for the branding of writers! And I'm not unhappy about it, though I do wish that I had more readers.... A bigger readership, as publishers say.
DeleteRR, I will catch up on your doings once I have come to a stopping place in my current labors for my motheer. Pausing place, I suppose.
Ugh! Mother. My laptop has a pronounced stutter now. I expect there is some way to fix the dratted thing, but I don't know what it is and am reduced to removing extra letters.
DeleteDon't feel obliged. I'm experiencing various new rites of passage: from that of Permanent Patient to Indulgent Hypochondriac. There are no stimuli for you in any of this. And, on the basis of like should meet like, I'm risking a ton of money on an eight-person holiday in a land where hypochondria has been raised to an art form. My fortnightly chemo sessions may clash with this although my medical advisers seem to approve of this plan. Of course they imagine I'll be doing something healthy, whereas I'll be searching out over-maquillaged young women in phamarcies who will relish discussions - in their own language - about my younger daughter's cistitis. Talk about a full life!
DeleteOh, no! I didn't realize. But even in the very midst of realizing, I am amused by your ability to twist unhappy news into a comic story... Your special genius, RR!
DeleteMore anon, promise...
Dunno bout Divine Judements...
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lotta THAT:
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OUR writing into YOUR creation
to be Upstairs where we could live
forever to write for oemnillions of
years ANNND! oemnillionsObooks
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God nvr runs outta paper/pens, dear.
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