Monday, 2 July 2018

Read in June 2018

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Last Train to Istanbul
by Ayse Kulin (2002)

Audio book narrated by Sanjiv Jhaveri (12:09 hrs) (2013)
(Bought from Audible in May 2018)

The story is set in Turkey and Paris in the early years of World War II. Among the main characters are two sisters born in a privileged Muslim family, Sahiba and Selva. Sahiba marries a prominent Turkish diplomat, while Selva falls in love with a Turkish Jew, Rafael. Although Turkey had long been a safe haven for Jews, marriage between a high-ranking Muslim girl and a Jewish boy was still strictly forbidden. Selva and Rafael defied their parents and fled to Paris in hope of a better life there - only to find themselves trapped when France got invaded by the Nazis. Turkey attempted to remain neutral in the war, and Turks living in France were encouraged to return to Turkey; also including Turkish Jews. Unofficially some Jews were given Turkish passports and identities in order to be helped out of France. An intricate plan to escape from France back to Turkey by train is involved in this book (not really a major spoiler because of the title!) I found the story interesting as it involved aspects of WWII that I knew very little or nothing about before. (Had you asked me before I read this book, about Turkey’s role in WWII, I wouldn’t have had a clue!) At times I found some details of the story a little difficult to follow (only listening to it as audio book, without access to the text); but on the whole I liked it, and I think the narration also added to the atmosphere. I’m sometimes a bit sceptic about texts being read with “foreign accents” in English just because the story happens to take place in different country - but in this case, in an “international” setting, I think it works well.


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The Tenant of Wildfell Hall
by Anne Brontë (1848)

Audio book narrated by Mary Sarah Agliotta (13:33 hrs) (2010)
(Bought from Audible in June 2018)

The Tenant of Wildfell Hall is the second of two novels by the English author Anne Brontë (1820-1849; sister of Emily – author of Wuthering Heights – and Charlotte – author of Jane Eyre). It was first published in 1848 under the pseudonym Acton Bell. Probably the most shocking of the Brontës' novels, it had an instant success, but after Anne's death Charlotte prevented its re-publication. (Their brother Branwell and Emily had also both died before Anne did; in the autumn/winter of 1848.) So The Tenant kind of fell into oblivion for a period of time; but was later “rediscovered” and included among the classics together with her sisters’ more famous novels. Most critics now consider The Tenant of Wildfell Hall to be one of the first feminist novels; and I do feel I agree with that.

I think I read it many years ago, but don’t really remember what I thought of it then. The style in which it is written may feel a bit outdated as it consists of letters written by the main male character Gilbert Markham to a male friend, and diary entries by the main female character Helen, who moves into Wildfell Hall under the assumed name of Mrs Graham, a young widow with a little son. (In reality, her husband is still alive – but she has had to flee from him to protect herself and her son). In spite of her cover story, Helen soon becomes the victim of village gossip and slander.

I recently watched a BBC mini-series from 1996 based on this novel (three episodes on DVD), and that made me curious to re-read the original story.* Finding it available as fairly cheap audio book, I ended up listening to most of it, but also reading some parts on Kindle. I’m not wholly enthusiastic about the audio narration performance… thinking I might have done better to choose a version with a male and a female actor alternating to read the different parts. (It gets a little confusing at times whose story it is that one is listening to at the moment.) But that aside… From today’s perspective, 2018 and with all the #metoo discussions and stories stirred up last year, I think this book still stands out as a really strong voice not only for women’s rights (which, one has to remember, were practically non-existent in those days) but also about abusive relationships.

And if anyone is thinking that “fake news” and rapid spreading of rumours and slander can all be blamed on modern technology – think again!

… Well, I only “tell the tale as ‘twas told to me”: I don’t vouch for the truth of it, but at the same time, I don’t see what reason Sarah should have for deceiving me, or her informant for deceiving her; and that was what she told me that the footman told her …
The Tenant of Wildfell Hall, chapter 51

*(PS. The BBC mini series really does a pretty good job of retelling the story as well – in three hours rather than 13. Felt a little bit “episodic” though which is what made me want to go back and compare it to the original novel.)




Sunday, 1 July 2018

What Is Art?

On my first visit to the 2018 International Sculpture Biennial exhibition A Grin Without a Cat at the Borås Art Museum, I somehow managed to miss this huge … thing … on display outside:

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Be honest: When seeing this, would your first thought be: “What a great piece of art!” ??

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Now tell me what you think:
Is this Art? Rubbish? History worth preserving? Comparable to a piece of the Berlin Wall?

(What they intend to do with it after the art exhibition is over, I don’t know.)


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Weekend Postcard

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Postcard from John in England, June 2018

“There was the Cat  again, sitting on the branch of a tree.”
The gilded roundel of the Cheshire Cat featured on the back cover of the original edition of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, first published by Macmillan & Co Ltd in 1865.


Saturday, 30 June 2018

Happy 397th

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Yes, another reminder of how the years keep rolling on… Yesterday Borås traditionally celebrated its 397th birthday with free birthday cake for those who happened to be able to meet up in the park at noon. (We keep practising for the big 400 in a few years!)

It was a lovely day for it this year – sun shining from a perfect blue sky (not a single cloud in sight), and yet not to warm either, but around +20 C and a pleasant fresh breeze. (I wish to order this weather for a holiday trip later in July, please! Does anyone know a booking site for that??)

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Now what kind of strange bird is this? ▼

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▲ Answer: A fake bird of pray trying to scare off guests not welcome at the party – like seagulls and jackdaws…

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Even more water lilies in bloom now… (cf previous post)

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But hey, there’s also something else floating about in the river just now…

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Seems we’ve suddenly got our very own “Nessie”! According to the local newspaper, it’s supposed to be a rainbow-coloured unicorn. (Since when do unicorns have wings – and swim??) It’s here for the Pride Festival that is also taking place this weekend. (To be honest, it was already looking a bit deflated yesterday, compared to when I first saw it a couple of days earlier… Photos below taken with my mobile phone then.)

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Thursday, 28 June 2018

A Walk in the Park

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Photos from a walk through the Town Park and along the river last Saturday (Midsummer Day and a national holiday here). I don’t think I’ve ever seen the water lilies in bloom so early in summer before. But then the weather throughout May and most of June really has been extraordinarily warm and sunny this year (breaking all kinds of weather records).


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Linking to Through My Lens

Wednesday, 27 June 2018

Time Flies…

I suddenly realise that a whole week has passed since I last posted here. Don’t worry – nothing wrong, I’ve just been a bit busy with other things. The actual Midsummer was a quiet affair for me this year, though. Midsummer Eve (Friday) was cloudy and rather windy and chilly, so I did not feel tempted to seek out any traditional public celebrations. On Midsummer Day I went for a walk, but nowhere out of the ordinary. On Sunday my aunt and uncle were visiting. We went out to lunch, and then also drove out to visit my parents’ and grandparents’ graves in the churchyard in the village outside town. We also went down to the lake beach, in the neighbourhood of their old house (but a railway to cross in between). The whole area looks different now because a lot of high trees and hedges have been taken down (both on private and public ground, and on both sides of the railway), opening up the views  a lot. Our garden used to be a very secluded and private space, surrounded by high hedges and tall trees… I doubt my parents would have appreciated the recent “open plan” changes… (But not our problem any more – history keeps moving on!)

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