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Hemingway’s Paris: An Entity of Its Own

I read this quite recently and agree that there is so much packed into a small space. I seem also to remember horse races and a visit to the mountains. Good that Eurostar is back in operation once again!!

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Hemingway’s ‘A Moveable Feast’ is a novel that was published posthumously. The book was born from a journal found in a suitcase in The Ritz for almost thirty years. Hemingway had been having lunch in 1956 with the hotel’s chairman when he was asked if he was aware that he had left trunks there in 1930. Ernest did not remember leaving them there, but he vaguely remembered that Louis Vuitton had gifted him a trunk. He eventually had them brought up to his room, and when he opened them, he found a journal containing notes from his time in Paris. This memoir details Ernest Hemingway’s experiences in 1920s Paris. There has and always will be a romantic smog to the dreams we have of Paris. Hemingway captures that beautifully in this short book.

He details his daily eating and drinking routine in the pretty cafés that lined the streets. Squirrelling…

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Piano – D. H. Lawrence – Analysis

This is a really terrific poem and one which lingers in the mind. Puts me in mind of a song I heard a few times in childhood which begins;”I was seated one day at the organ, weary and I’ll at ease..” – The Lost Chord. Lawrence’s poem is less melodramatic but sweetly evocative.

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Piano

Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me; 
Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see
A child sitting under the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings
And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings.

In spite of myself, the insidious mastery of song 
Betrays me back, till the heart of me weeps to belong
To the old Sunday evenings at home, with winter outside
And hymns in the cosy parlour, the tinkling piano our guide.

So now it is vain for the singer to burst into clamour 
With the great black piano appassionato. The glamour
Of childish days is upon me, my manhood is cast
Down in the flood of remembrance, I weep like a child for the past.

D. H. Lawrence (1885 – 1930)

The poem consists of rhyming across each double line. And…

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Autoportrait Day 7~ Barbara Hepworth

I always enjoy looking at her drawings- lovely!

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Lilian Westcott Hale: Portrait of a Woman

What a perfectly lovely drawing!!

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Lilian Westcott Hale (1881-1963) Portrait of a Woman signed ‘Lilian Westcott Hale’ (upper right) pencil and charcoal on paper sight, 22 ¼ x 14 ¼ in. (56.5 x 35.6 cm.), Source: Christie’s.

Lilian Westcott Hale’s mentor Edmund Tarbell exclaimed after seeing her drawings in the one-woman 1908 Boston show, “Your drawings are perfectly beautiful—as fine as anything could be. They belong with our old friends Leonardo, Holbein and Ingres, and are to me the finest modern drawings I have ever seen” (Philip Hale Papers, Box 53a, Folder 1444, SSC) and William H. Downes wrote on January 22, 1908 in The Boston Transcript that her drawings were superior to the work of the most admired artists Paul Helleu and Charles Dana Gibson and that they had “a distinct elegance of style.” In fact, Lilian Westcott Hales drawings are considered more important than her oils because her drawings are poetically tender and…

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Autoportrait Day 6~ Gabriele Münter

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Turquoise Pool, Serbia

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Convenience Store Woman by Sayaka Murata (Japan)

I very much agree with your provisional diagnosis of some degree of autism. I found her world seemed both narrow and claustrophobic. Nevertheless there seems some celebration of her determination to live according to her own precepts. Interesting!!

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Translated from the Japanese by Ginny Tapley

FAR EAST, SOUTH ASIA AND AUSTRALASIA

Convenience Store Woman (first published in 2016) is a quick and deceptively unchallenging read that reminded me of a Japanese Eleanor Oliphant. It has a straightforward, flowing style, which is very easy to engage with. I first read and reviewed this book in mid-2020, and I’m reposting as part of ‘Japanuary’ – my month of engagement with different aspects of Japanese culture.

Keiko, the narrator, is an outsider who has learnt to mask her true self (or lack of feeling of self) in order to fit in with society’s expectations. For almost two decades, since finishing her studies, she has worked part-time in a convenience store, mimicking the cadences and behaviour of other workers, fulfilling every stricture of the employees’ handbook and living according to a strict routine, heating food from the store for her evening…

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Strange Palm Trees

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I finished the Ramat Hanadiv spread today, drawing the second page from photos, as I had a few moments when I could sort of feel my hands.

I wish I knew what these palm trees were called. They looked amazing.

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Magical Tree, Lithuania

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Medieval, Sarlat, France