Great Artists Explained - Robert Cumming

The type of personality that flourishes as a painter at any given time is the product of many different factors. There must be skill, determination, and inspiration, but those essential qualities are never enough in themselves. It is a simple truth that most artists reflect their own times but no more, whereas the outstanding artist has the ability to capture the imagination of future generations and say something of direct relevance to them. It is a rare occurence and is possible only if the artist is working out of the deepest personal conviction with a wish to reveal something more than skill and with the intention to do more than impress or please an individual patron or a specific artist. The timelessness and universality of the work of a great artist exists because he or she has something exceptional to say, and because for such artists painting is not an end in itself but a means of trying to reach a fundamental human truth.

This book is one of the annotated guides series. It shows a work or two from fifty great artists spanning the history of art. It is filled with large reproductions of the art which is the best part about the book. The annotations attempt to tell the story of each artist and the piece displayed. The book highlights artists and works that had an impact on other artists.

The art is wonderful, but I got annoyed with the annotations. With a dozen or more annotation boxes on each page, it was very difficult to pull the story of each piece together. Many of the annotations were insightful and pointed specifically to aspects of the piece that one may not have readily observed. There is no flow to the book, however, and the reader will be forced to jump around from historical facts, to details about style and composition. I wanted to like this book, and did at times, but it got laborious and I found myself wishing all the annotations were simply put into a coherent text.

Underworld - Don DeLillo

Longing on a large scale is what makes history. This is just a kid with a local yearning but he is part of an assembling crowd, anonymous thousands off the buses and trains, people in narrow columns tramping over the swing bridge above the river, and even if they are not a migration or a revolution, some vast shaking of the soul, they bring with them the body heat of a great city and their own small reveries and desperations, the unseen something that haunts the day--men in fedoras and sailors on shore leave, the stray tumble of their thoughts, going to a game.
The sky is low and gray, the roily gray of sliding surf.

This book is incredible. DeLillo has composed a masterful collage depicting the last half of the twentieth century. It begins with the Giants/Dodgers playoff game in 1951 and includes topics as varied as Lenny Bruce, J. Edgar Hoover, art projects in a desert, suburbs, and nuclear bombs. Having lived through this time period, I am awed at how DeLillo can peel away the layers of history and hype to reveal a gritty realism. There is a strangeness about the time reflected in the writing.

DeLillo creates moods and surreal situations to uncover truth. The books jumps around in time driven by themes more than a plot. Reading it was like being in a dream about the past fifty years and seeing what was underlying the times. It was a dream I didn't want to awaken from, even after 8oo pages. Rich and complex, the book is filled with great insight and philosophical musings.

The Unstrung Harp - Edward Gorey

Mr. Earbrass stands on the terrace at twilight. It is bleak; it is cold; and the virtue has gone out of everything. Words drift through his mind: ANGUISH TURNIPS CONJUNCTIONS ILLNESS DEFEAT STRING NO PARTIES URNS DESUETUDE DISAFFECTION CLAWS LOSS TREBIZOND NAPKINS SHAME STONES DISTANCE FEVER ANTIPODES MUSH GLACIERS INCOHERENCE LABELS MIASMA AMPUTATION TIDES DECEIT MOURNING ELSEWARDS ...

Gorey's first book, published in 1953, is as quirky and humorous as his others. It is amusing and very fun to read. I couldn't decide if I enjoyed the text or the drawings more. Gorey, the artist is incredible with his unique drawing style and ability to surprise the viewer entirely with his vision. Gorey, the writer could be no other than the artist with words that describe routine situations oddly.

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This book covers the literary life of author getting a book written and published. Not surprisingly, Gorey this life as miserable. It sure is fun, however, for the reader. This book can be read in fifteen minutes or savored for an hour or more. I found myself reading a couple times in the course of a week, enjoying it more with each reading.

Ascending Peculiarity - Karen Wilken

"But my least favorite author in all the world--how could I have forgotten? Henry James. I hate Henry James more than tongue can tell. I have read everything he wrote, sometimes more than once. I think he's the worst writer in the English language. Those endless sentences. I always pick up Henry James and I think, Oooh! This is wonderful! And then I will hear a little sound. And it's the plug being pulled. And the whole thing is going down the drain like the bathwater."

You don't want to be rich and famous?

"I think it would be worse. More of the same and worse."

Somewhat an auto/biography, this book consists of articles about and interviews with Edward Gorey spanning a twenty-five year period. The title comes from a description by Gorey of his process of organizing one of his books, it aptly applies to him personally. Most peculiar and also most wonderful is he. His drawings, of which many are shown in this book, are odd and delightful to view.

The book reveals much about a man who chose to remain quite private during his life. He seems to have always been unique even among artists. A voracious reader, he would often read books, even ones he disliked, several times. He was also voracious in his viewing of movies and the ballet. As opposed to a biography, the articles and interviews are an interesting way to learn about Gorey. If you enjoy Gorey's work, you will most likely very much enjoy this book.

American Photobooth - Nakki Goranin

How did all of these orphaned photos come into my life? For twenty-five years, I have been collecting all types of historical photos, which have influenced my time and vision in the darkroom. The past ten years or so I have focused on searching for photobooth pictures. These tiny time fragments can be found in garage sales and auctions and on the Internet. Like the forgotten images they are, it has been impossible to track down the original owners or their families. Traded, packed in old scrapbooks, outliving the smiling faces, all these photographs have finally found a home in this book.

I never thought about collecting photobooth pictures, but after reading this book, I am tempted. The collection of photo strips in this book take you back in time and into candid moments in people's lives. It seems everyone is having a good time in a photobooth and the photos are fun to view. Now, the photobooth with the advent of digital cameras and phones with cameras, is going the way of pinball machines. I loved looking at the photos in this book with such an innocence portrayed in the privacy of the booth. I also smiled at the silliness that the booth and camera can bring out in people.

The first part of this book is a history of the photobooth. It documents the original idea of a camera, studio, and photolab all in one compact unit. It is a story of inventiveness and entrepreneurship. Photobooths produced nice incomes for many people throughout much of the twentieth century. From Woolworth department stores to County Fairs and Boardwalks, the photobooth produced inexpensive memories for the average person.

Michelangelo and the Pope's Ceiling - Ross King

Fresco painting called for numerous preparatory stages, but among the most vital and indispensable were the drawings by which designs were worked out and then transferred to the wall. Before a single stroke of paint could be applied to the vault of the Sistine Chapel, Michelangelo needed to produce hundreds of sketches to establish both the intricate body language of the characters and the overall composition of the various scenes. The poses for many of his figures, including the dispositions of their hands and expressions on their faces, were composed through six or seven separate studies, which means he may have executed over 1,000 drawings in the course of his work on the fresco. These ranged from tiny scribbles--thumbnail sketches called primo pensieri, or "first thoughts"--to dozens of highly detailed, larger-than-life cartoons.

This book details more than one of history's greatest artistic accomplishments, the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel, it also encompasses the historical times, the politics of the day, the state of the church, the art of fresco painting, and, of course, Michelangelo's life and artistic challenges. It is a fascinating tale which reads like a novel. The book often reads more like a history book than one about art, however, the historical events of the day are both intriguing and intertwined with Michelangelo's work.

While filled with details, I still found the writing kept me glued to the story. The times and events surrounding the period of this painting are remarkable. If you love history and art, this will be a very enjoyable book for you. From an art lover's perspective, I would have liked to have seen more space dedicated to how dazzling Michelangelo's achievement must have been to the people who first saw it and how it continues to be a pinnacle of art today.

Bicycle Diaries - David Byrne

This point of view--faster than a walk, slower than a train, often slightly higher than a person--became my panoramic window on much of the world over the last thirty years--and it still is. It's a big window and it looks out on a mainly urban landscape. (I'm not a racer or sports cyclist.) Through this window I catch glimpses of the mind of my fellow man, as expressed in the cities he lives in. Cities, it occurred to me, are physical manifestations of our deepest beliefs and our unconscious thoughts, not so much as individuals, but as the social animals we are. A cognitive scientist need only look at what we have made--the hives we have created--to know what we think and what we believe to be important, as well as how we structure those thoughts and beliefs. It's all there, in plain view, right out in the open; you don't need CAT scans and cultural anthropologists to show you what's going on inside the human mind; its inner workings are manifested in three dimensions, all around us. Our values an hopes are sometimes embarrassingly easy to read. They're right there--in the storefronts, museums, temples, shops, and office buildings and in how these structures interrelate, or sometimes don't. They say, in their unique visual language, "This is what we think matters, this is how we live and how we play."

David Byrne, made famous by his group the Talking Heads, has been riding a bicycle in cities around the world since the 1970s. He travels with a folding bike as part of his luggage. This book is based on his observations and thoughts derived from his bicycling experiences.

The book begins with a description of the pleasures and advantages of bike riding as opposed to other forms of transportation. Byrne is a keen observer of cities, especially their infastructure. The writing often diverges into art, politics, and other interests of Byrne. Much of this is thoughtful and insightful, although a long way from bicycle observations. I had expected the book to be much more focused on bicycle experiences. It is largely a diary with the bicycle providing an entre into thoughts and people in particular cities. Still, this is an enjoyable read which I recommend. If you already like David Byrne, you should definitely read this book.

Angel's World - Michael Lesy

By photographing himself, Rizzuto affirmed his own presence; by photographing the suffering of others as well as by recording the awesome shape of a man-made world, Rizzuto used his camera to lessen the pain of loneliness and to transcend his fear and anger. He used his camera to confirm himself, to enter and discover the world, and then to rise above it. His loneliness, his persistent vision, and his transcendence are what he shares with all photographers who have embarked on solitary quests that have transformed and restored them to themselves.

Subtitled "The New York Photographs of Angelo Rizzuto", this photography book is a strange look into an unusual photographer. The first forty pages are a fascinating tale of the author uncovering the bizarre life of Rizzuto. Filling the majority of this book are the photographs which perfectly fit the tortured mind of a man who happens to love photography.

Angel died in 1967, leaving $50,000 and 60,000 photographs to the Library of Congress on the condition they publish a book of his photographs. A small printing satisfied the Library's obligation and Rizzuto remained essentially anonymous. Michael Lesy found and became fascinated with Rizzuto's work, publishing this wonderful book in 2006. The photographs document life in New York from the demented mind of Rizzuto. This is not your typical photography book of lovely pictures or a documentary tale. Some of the New York photos are reminiscent of Atget's documentation of ordinary life in Paris. Much of the work presented, however, shows an unusual fascination with women and self-portraiture. A good book if you can enjoy understanding an unusual mind through photos. I did.

Into the Beautiful North - Luis Alberto Urrea

Before them, a vast smear of smoke. Not smoke. Birds. Aloft. Suddenly, as one, they turned, vanishing in the air like the louvers of God's own opening window blinds. Appeared. Vanished. Appeared. Swept away to stubbled fields.
They clattered to a stop in Topeka. They felt like they had sandpaper in their shorts, old glue in their mouths.

I very much enjoyed The Hummingbird's Daughter by this author. After hearing Urrea discuss this book at a bookstore, I expected to enjoy this one. Unfortunately, I can't say I did.

Urrea is a good storyteller in person. This book, however, is not well written and didn't work at all for me. The story has a great premise--women from a small village in Mexico will travel north to get some men to help them drive out some gangsters. I kept reading it, feeling like I do when watching a bad TV sitcom, just to see how an interesting storyline will pan out. That ended up being a huge disappointment when the story doesn't really come to a conclusion, even with an epilogue.

The characters are not well-developed, the book covers a lot of ground, but none too well, it is overburdened with cliches and stereotypes. If you get a chance to see Urrea in person, go, but don't bother with this book.

The Power and The Glory - Graham Greene

The mule suddenly sat down under the priest. It was not an unnatural thing to do, for they had been travelling through the forest for nearly twelve hours. They had been going west, but news of soldiers met them there and they had turned east; the Red Shirts were active in that direction, so they had tacked north, wading through the swamps, diving into the mahogany darkness. Now they were both tired out and the mule simply sat down. The priest scrambled off and began to laugh. He was feeling happy. It is one of the strange discoveries a man can make that life, however you lead it, contains moments of exhilaration; there are always comparisons which can be made with worse times: even in danger and misery the pendulum swings.

A great book on so many levels--excellent writing, an exciting story, intriguing thoughts to ponder, fascinating characters, a unique place setting, human weaknesses and strengths, revolution and inner peace. This is considered to be Graham Greene's masterpiece and after reading it, I understand why.

The story takes place in rural Southern Mexico in the 1930s. Greene lets us see the dignity and humanity of the poor and downcast. Telling the story of a priest hunted by revolutionaries opposed to the church, the author takes us on a wild adventure. Much of the focus in on the relationship of priests with the people. How strange it feels to read about illicit sexual acts of priests being accepted as common experiences in the 1930s.

Greene's writing shows us a raw and uncensored life of a priest, both loved and despised by the people. The inner conflicts of the priest are gently woven into the story as we follow a long and bizarre journey.

The History of Love - Nicole Krauss

When they write my obituary. Tomorrow. Or the next day. It will say, LEO GURSKY IS SURVIVED BY AN APARTMENT FULL OF SHIT. I'm surprised I haven't been buried alive. The place isn't big. I have to struggle to keep a path clear between bed and toilet, toilet and kitchen table, kitchen table and front door. If I want to get from the toilet to the front door, impossible, I have to go by way of the kitchen table. I like to imagine the bed as home plate, the toilet as first base, the kitchen table as second, the front door as third: should the doorbell ring while I am lying in bed, I have to round the toilet and the kitchen table in order to arrive at the door. If it happens to be Bruno, I let him in without a word and then jog back to bed, the roar of the invisible crowd ringing in my ears.
I often wonder who will be the last person to see me alive. If I had to bet, I'd bet on the delivery boy from the Chinese take-out. I order in four nights out of seven.

I seem to be on a roll with good books and this one certainly deserves my highest rating. Krauss writes a very creative story which gives the reader a satisfying and enriching experience. Her style is refreshing and contemporary. It is imaginative and fresh from beginning to end while remaining driven by the story and characters.

I found myself smiling a lot when I read this book. It isn't so much humorous as it is surprisingly unique throughout. The main character is unlike any I have seen in other books. It is about love, but not in the typical way the title might imply. It shows the mystery of a strange mind along with a real mystery the characters must solve. This is a book that makes the reader ponder love lost and lost possibilities rather than warming the heart with love fulfilled. However, it is one that is well worth spending some time reading.

Dreams of My Russian Summers - Andrei Makine

I also knew that I should do my very best not to talk about books. And that we would talk about them all the same, a great deal, often till late at night. For the France that had appeared one day in the middle of the steppes of Saranze owed its birth to books. It was indeed essentially a bookish country, a country of composed of words, whose rivers flowed like the lines of verse, whose women wept in alexandrines and whose men quarreled in broadsides. That was how we discovered France as children, through its literary life, its verbal substance, shaped into a sonnet and honed by an author. Our family mythology attested that a little volume with a battered cover and a tarnished gilt top traveled with Charlotte on all her journeys. As the last link with France. Or perhaps as the constant possibility of magic....We confused France with her literature. And true literature was that magic, a word, a verse, a chapter of which transported us into a changeless moment of beauty.

A lush, poetic book which is a true pleasure to read. Each paragraph is crafted like a poem, each chapter like a book unto itself. The author beautifully contrasts France, where his grandmother grew up, and Russia where the author and she lived most her life. While it is easy for anyone to reflect on the stark contrasts between a remote Russian village and Paris, it is difficult to imagine a writer doing it so deeply and thoughtfully. He contrasts the inner experiences of the two places that makes the reader pause to let the experience reverberate inside.

The book is a love story of French life as well as a grandson for his exotic grandmother. Coming of age with the two contrasting cultures leads to a compassionate understanding of life. This is a book I imagine reading again, for like a good poem, it is too powerful to fully absorb once through.

Flight - Sherman Alexie

I take careful aim. Then I laugh. This journey started when I shot a bunch of strangers in a bank. A horrible, evil act. And now I'm lying in the dirt, getting ready to shoot a bunch of strangers. This time in self-defense and in defense of the two boy who are riding farther and farther away from me.

Is there really a difference between that killing and this killing? Does God approve of some killing and not other killing? If I kill these soldiers so that Small Saint and Bow Boy can escape, does that make me a hero?

I don't know. How am I supposed to know? I don't even have a good guess.

I love Sherman Alexie's writing which is usually quite humorous. Like previous books, this one centers on the plight of an American Indian. Unlike his other books, this one is not humorous. It is a very powerful tale of that covers an amazing array of ideas and emotions in a short novel- homelessness, juvenile delinquency, murder, karma, racial tensions, coming of age, foster parents, terrorism, the plight of American Indians, time travel, love, and more. Yes, he really does cover all of this, and it works. Told from the perspective of a teenage boy, the language is simple and easy to read, but the impact of what is being said is not easy to digest.

This book left a lasting impact on me. It has been a while since a book made me examine my thoughts and ponder so many subjects for so long. A great piece of writing that can be read in a few hours, but will keep you thinking long after.

The Return of the Caravels - Antonio Lobo Antunes

The poet pictured a horde of consumptives in hospital uniforms, crouching in the mist of the dunes, waiting for a laughable monarch who would rise up out of the waters accompanied by his defeated army. Ever since he'd returned from Africa, even the flow of time had seemed absurd to him, and he still hadn't got used to the slow quince-jelly sunsets, the lack of grass with its avid insect rustle, and he would move about the city as if on a planet created by the mechanics of imagination, keeping informed through items in the newspapers that were as enigmatic as the singing of whales.

Antunes has written an extremely complex, perhaps a little too much so, book that encompasses an expanse of Portuguese history. The book is surreal as it juxtaposes historical figure with modern times. Here we find the explorer's sailing caravels docked with modern oil tankers in the 1970s as a former African colony fails into chaos. Combine the melding of different times with long sentences abounding with descriptive metaphors and you have a book that will challenge the reader. Additionally, this is an author who loves to includes disgusting descriptions of biological fluids expelled from every imaginable source. As I began each chapter, I started wondering how many pages it would take to find the word "vomit" again.

So, why read a book with a main character dragging a coffin around with his decaying father's body? Because Antunes is a hell of a writer. He is masterful at creating original poetic descriptions. If you enjoy reading great writers, this book is worth the challenge. Some consider Antunes the greatest living Portuguese writer.

Pilgrims - Garrison Keillor

The first pilgrims through the International Arrivals portal at Leonardo da Vinci was Margie Krebsbach, face scrubbed, fresh, grinning, towing her husband Carl who looked stunned as if struck by a ball-peen hammer, and then the others came slouching an shuffling along, jet-lagged, brain-dead, and right away she spotted the thin, spiky-haired man in the blue blazer holding up the sign--LAKE WOBEGON--in one hand, high, and she let out a whoop and let go of Carl. "This is so neat!" she said, meaning the sign--the words "Lake Wogegon"--here!--in Italy!--Great God!

Disappointing! Hard to say when I love listening to Keillor and have enjoyed other writings by him. I was disappointed that the trip to Italy by a group from Wobegon included so little about Italy. Mostly, the book set up situations for the characters to tell stories about Wobegon days. I wondered why it didn't just occur during a family picnic with rounds of story telling. This may have worked better as a collection of short stories. As a novel, it didn't work for me. The story never seems to gain any traction to move forward and I found myself reading just to get to the end.

Giovanni's Room - James Baldwin

I long to be again among all those foolish people, running for metros and jumping off of buses and dodging motorcycles and having traffic jams and admiring all that crazy statuary in all those absurd parks. I weep for the fishy ladies in the Place de la Concorde. Spain is not at all like that. Whatever else Spain is, it is not frivolous. I think, that I would stay in Spain forever--if I had never been to Paris. Spain is very beautiful, stony and sunny and lonely. But by and by you get tired of olive oil and fish and castanets and tambourines--or, anyway, I do. I want to come home, to come home to Paris.

An excellent book detailing moral struggles in post war Paris. The writing is exquisite; the story engaging and compelling. Baldwin deservedly ranks as a great American writer. Having never read Baldwin before, I was instantly taken in by his great composition and unique voice. It is raw and gritty. Confusion, dilemmas, and estrangement dominate this predominately dark novel. However, the short book covers a deep array of human emotions and feelings. It is worth reading both for the expert writing as well as the thoughts and feelings it invokes. The book forces the reader to examine what is deep within us and often kept private. The writing is able to effortlessly take a fresh look at morals and sexuality. A very important book well worth one's time.

Middlesex - Jeffrey Eugenides

I was born twice: first, as a baby girl, on a remarkably smogless Detroit day in January of 1960; and then again, as a teenage boy, in an emergency room near Petoskey, Michigan, in August of 1974. Specialized readers may have come across me in Dr. Peter Luce's study, "Gender Identity in -Alpha-Reductase Pseudohermaphrodites," published in the Journal of Pediatric Endocrinology in 1975. Or maybe you've seen my photograph in chapter sixteen of the now sadly outdated Genetics and Heredity. That's me on page 78, standing naked beside a height chart with a black box covering my eyes.

This Pulitzer-prize winning book is an amazing piece of writing. The author presents a seamless inter-generational tale that remains compelling from start to finish. I can't recall a book which contains such a wide spectrum of people and events over time that never bogs down in the telling. A thoroughly enjoyable and enlightening piece of writing.

The main character becomes a person the reader can completely relate to, in spite of the fact he is a hermaphrodite. With a late developing form of hermaphroditism, his tale of maturing is unique. The author, however, is able to take us on this strange journey making it seem less than strange. The subjects covered-- grandparents growing up on a small Greek island, parents establishing themselves in American life, the city of Detroit in its glory and its decline, race riots, lower class neighborhoods, upper class suburbia, runaway in San Francisco, generational changes, and more, could be the subject of several books. The brilliance of Eugenides is to weave this all into an original tale of growing up. Most highly recommended!

Unholy Business - Nina Burleigh

People tell two versions of how Moussaieff made his billions, with a twist depending on whether the teller likes or dislikes the old man. The nice version is that for four decades he sold pricey jewelry to oil sheiks from a tiny shop on the ground floor of London's glittery Hilton Hotel, and also knew the prostitutes they employed. The sheiks paid the girls in jewelry because they deemed it more honorable to give their "girlfriends" presents than to pay them hard cash. After these transactions, the unsentimental ladies rode the mirrored and gilt elevators downstairs and sold the jewelry back to Moussaieff, at prices far lower than what the sheiks had paid. Then Moussaieff sold the pieces again at full value. The nastier version of the story, told by men who think the old man has crossed them, is that the jeweler sold the sheiks precious jewelry and then the escorts stole the baubles and brought them back to the shop.

This is a fascinating book that enlightens the reader about antiquities dealing in the Middle East. It reads like a good mystery as it uncovers the tale of master counterfeiters. The world of antiquity traders, collectors, seekers, archaeologists, and others associated with this little known subculture is detailed as a tale of intrigue is told. The author does a nice job of balancing facts from her research with a story line.

A whole world, previously unknown to me, exists in antiquity dealing. The book portrays the problems with counterfeiting, robbing of ancient sites, and the devious buyers and sellers. What a complex network exists trying to prove the Bible and other ancient texts. An enjoyable read that also educates.

From the Other Side of Night - Francisco X. Alarcon

back then hours were so long

mornings lasted entire days,

the sun in the sky our only clock,

and the wind sat down to chat

while the earth, damp with rain,

tickled the soles of bare feet,

and among the trees and hills,

clouds played hide and seek

and glances like butterflies

flitted toward dreams--in a

blink they'd alight in our hands

back then to laugh was common sense,

even to weep a pleasure, and friendship,

like tenderness, was a daily gift

This book is great introduction to the poetry of Francisco X. Alarcon. It includes poems covering fifteen years of his work from previous books along with some new poems. Francisco poetry highlights his chicano heritage. His poems range from political observations to deep passions about lovers, families, and the mysteries of life. He creates lovely images that brings smiles and tears, both of joy and sorrow.

Some of my favorite poems come from his book of Sonnets to Madness and Other Misfortunes. He observes and notes that which often passes unnoticed, but not without importance, in our lives. A very significant poet of our time who deserves to be well read. His is a voice speaking a language that answers many questions.

Salmonella Men on Planet Porno - Yasutaka Tsutsui

"Ludricrous! What species has no agression?!" Mogamigawa ranted, parading his basi knowledge of ethology. "If they lose their aggression they will also lose relationships between individuals. If relationships between individuals disappear, they won't even be able to reproduce. The same is tru for humans, after all."
"Ah, but this planet is special in that respect," I countered. "I believe the aggressive impulse is incorporated in the erotic here. Think about it. Animals often bite each other's necks when couplating, or chase or grapple with each other in foreplay, don't they. In other words, they do things that, at first sight, seem like aggression when mating. So wouldn't you agree it's impossible to make a clear distinction between the two impulses? And for animals on this planet, the erotic is amplified, since there's no need to show aggression, either to heterogeneous or to homogeneous individuals. So they try to mate with individuals of both types."

This collection of short stories displays the author's wild, humorous, and imaginative mind. The stories read like humorous versions of Twilight Zone shows. The characters are often in seemingly frightful situations, but they are detached and aware of situations too bizarre to be real. The author is a Japanese science-fiction writer and that is evident in these stories. Most are not science-fiction, but strange what-if scenarios. Very well composed and enjoyable to read. I was looking for something light and different after reading too many dark, heavy books and this book was that.

The author's sci-fi background is most evident in the title story, which is also the longest in the book. Like many stories in this collection, it has light-hearted takes on sexuality. On Planet Porno, we see an ecology based around sex rather than survival of the fittest. The world is too fantastic to have any sense of reality, but never-the-less has a premise that is not altogether implausible.

Water - Bapsi Sidhwa

Bhagya sat cross-legged on the kitchen floor, grinding rice with a mortar and pestle and adding it to the flour she stored in a brass jar. Dusk had thickened into night outside the kitchen window, and the hectic twittering of the birds had given way to the muted sounds of nocturnal animals of the forest and the sudden orchestration of cicadas. Her day's choirs done, her family fed, this was Bhagya's hour of solitude. The rhythmic pounding of the pestle and her automated movements had a meditative quality, and she often chanted or hummed holy passages from the Bhagvad Gita or the Mahabharata at this time.

This is the first time I have read a book based on a movie. The book is very good, while I hear the movie is excellent. This is gut-wrenching tale that is still able to find humor and hope in unimaginable circumstances. I liked the pacing of the writing- easy to read, yet dense with emotions. This is another book that supports a world wide revolution to bring justice for the women of the world. You will find yourself saying "Oh no, this isn't really happening to this poor innocent child."

In spite of the horrible and indefensible religious oppression of the Hindu women in the book, the hope of youth keeps this book from becoming too depressing. It is fascinating reading about Indian culture and places that have not changed in a millennium. The book is quite an experience and leaves a strong impact on the reader.

The History of the Siege of Lisbon - Jose Saramago

It is time that we should know the person about whom we have been talking indiscreetly, if name and surnames could ever add anything useful to the normal identifying features and other statistics, age, height, weight, morphological type, skin tone, colour of eyes, whether the hair is smooth, curly, or wavy, or has simply disappeared, timbre of voice, clear or harsh, weight, characteristic gestures, manner of walking, since experience of human relationships has shown that, once apprised of these details and sometimes many more, not even this information serves any purpose, nor are we capable of imagining what might be missing.

This book is a challenge to read and only worth the effort if you are a student of literature. The style includes extremely long sentences and paragraphs. For example, the book starts out with a one sentence paragraph which covers six pages. I counted seventy-one commas in another sentence which was just one page long. The translator says the stream of thought style provides a stronger sense of interaction and diverse interpretation. The diversity in interpretation perhaps comes from not remembering where a sentence began or what subject is being presented.

I wanted to like this book. It has a great premise: a proofreader alters history by changing a work in an author's manuscript and falls in love with an editor. Interspersed is a tale inserted into a historical time reinterpreting the Seige of Lisbon against the Moors. The author is a great thinker as well as a writer and there are brilliant thoughts and phrases in this book. For me, however, it is far too complicated to read and meanders off into too many uninteresting tangents.

The Rings of Saturn - W.G. Sebald

For days and weeks on end one racks one's brains to no avail, and, if asked, one could not say whether one goes on writing purely out of habit, or a craving for admiration, or because one knows not how to do anything other, or out of sheer wonderment, despair or outrage, any more than one could say whether writing renders one more perceptive or more insane. Perhaps we all lose our sense of reality to the precise degree to which we are engrossed in our own work, and perhaps that is why we see in the increasing complexity of our mental constructs a means for greater understanding, even while intuitively we know that we shall be able to fathom the imponderables that govern our course through life.


Sebald has crafted an intelligent, well-written book. This is a first person account of travels on England's Northeastern coast. Towns with profitable pasts during expansive industrial times are visited. They are mostly skeletons of cities now. The author uses the town histories to launch into tales about prior residents or the history that helped define the town in its prime. The digressions are often quirky and help contribute an overall feeling of other worldliness in this book. To enjoy this book, the reader must let his mind wander and enjoy details left out of history books. As someone who grew up reading encyclopedias, I loved it.

The author is superb at finding details to support a melancholic meander through a place time left behind. He leaves the reader pondering empires, wars, economic progress, rapid changes, and simple lives in forgotten places. A good book for a slow read.

Little People in the City - Slinkachu

The photographic traces collected in this book, capturing the evanescent existence of the diminutive in the great and troubling city, have all the power of "Gulliver's Travels" to impose upon us a realization of the asinine pride we take in the mere fact of comparison. Or rather: the asinine pride that derives from our environment and ourselves being to scale with each other. The built environment is an outgrowth of social form--Schelling's 'frozen music'--and thus an endlessly repeated sample of the same old tune: human domination and submission, leading to individual alienation.

I love this book. It is a small, and very reasonably priced, art photography book. The artist places miniature figurines throughout the city environment of London. You can see an example of the size in the cover photograph of a man protecting his daughter from an actual dead bee on a sidewalk. The book displays side-by-side photographs from the scene from a human perspective and closeups to give a perspective of the miniature people.

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The art is inventive provoking both deep thoughts and humor. My first reaction is too smile and then to view the city from a new point of view--that of people the size of small insects. This books works as much great art that challenges our perspective view of our world. It looks so simple, even childlike, but I find myself wanting to look at this book over and over. It makes me look at the world a little differently, which may one of the highest compliments for an artist.

Death Comes for the Archbishop - Willa Cather

The ride back to Santa Fe was something under four hundred miles. The weather alternated between blinding sand-storms and brilliant sunlight. The sky was as full of motion and change as the desert beneath it was monotonous and still, --and there was so much sky, more than at sea, more than anywhere else in the world. The plain was there, under one's feet, but what one saw when one looked about was that brilliant blue world of stinging air and moving cloud. Even the mountains were mere ant-hills under it. Elsewhere the sky is the roof of the world; but here the earth was the floor of the sky. The landscape one longed for when one was far away, the thing all about one, the world one actually lived in, was the sky, the sky!

I admit that my enjoyment of this book is enhanced by a love of Northern New Mexico. Willa Cather has included many of the great places in this area which continue to lend to the mystique of New Mexico. It lives up to its title as the land of enchantment. And what could be more enchanting that seeing New Mexico through the eyes of a French-born missionary in the 1800s. As hard as life was with thousand mile horseback rides through snow-covered canyons, Cather leaves one wanting to experience this world so different from the rest of America.

The book is very sympathetic to the local people--Mexicans, Indians, and the early white settlers. While the title might lead one to belief that the story will center around the church, the author portrays the wonderful spirit and community feeling amongst the local people. It is a simple world where goodness lives in the hearts of people with simple tastes. A great book to read on a trip to New Mexico or a trip anywhere.

The Plague - Albert Camus

Without memories, without hope, they lived for the moment only. Indeed, the here and now had come to mean everything to them. For there is no denying that the plague had gradually killed off in all of us the faculty not of love only but even of friendship. Naturally enough, since love asks something of the future, and nothing was left us but a series of present moments.
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They knew now that if there is one thing one can always yearn for and sometimes attain, it is human love. But for those others who aspired beyond and above the human individual toward something they could not even imagine, there had been no answer.

A great piece of literature which reads as well today, and possibly better, as when it was written sixty years ago. A plague enters a North African town in modern times resulting in its quarantine from the rest of the world. The people and the town are stripped of normal routines and relationships as death and isolation take their tolls.

Camus writes beautifully and evokes emotions and introspection. He raises many questions about the foundations of society. The town and its people are suddenly taken out of time and what results is all forms of human nature. Camus creates a very real and believable world within a world where he expertly examines human nature. A great book which should be on all must-read lists.

Einstein's Dreams - Alan Lightman

There is a place where time stands still. Raindrops hang motionless in air. Pendulums of clocks float mid-swing. Dogs raise their muzzles in silent howls. Pedestrians are frozen on the dusty streets, their legs cocked as if held by strings. The aromas of dates, mangoes, coriander, cumin are suspended in space.

As a traveler approaches this place from any direction, he moves more and more slowly. His heartbeats grow farther apart, his breathing slackens, his temperature drops, his thoughts diminish, until he reaches dead center and stops. For this is the center of time. From this place, time travels outward in concentric circles - at rest at the center, slowly picking up speed at greater diameters.

Who would make pilgrimage to the center of time? Parents with children, an lovers.

The perfect book for a rainy afternoon. This short book is a wonderful combination of fun and stimulation. Taking Einstein's theory of relativity, specifically his concepts on time, the author imagines dreams that may have run through the great thinker's mind. Each short chapter, typically 3-5 pages, imagines a different world where time is not as we experience it. For example, time may flow backwards, unevenly, slowly, quickly, etcetera.

It wouldn't too difficult to come up with ideas for different structures of time, but what the author has expertly done is to create fun, creative, and intriguing views on how these time concepts may function. The writing is superb, each chapter reading like a prose poem. A beautiful book which well deserved to be the best seller it was.

As They See 'Em -- Bruce Weber

Umpire nation also has its own language, or at least a patois, and it anything but delicate. The usual four-letter imprecations are well represented in the daily umpire lexicon, but it has one especially distinguishing feature: the word "horseshit".
For some reason, "horseshit" is specifically a baseball term, having been the most popular and utilitarian curse word in the game for generations, as familiar a locution at the ballpark as "strike three".
...At one game I attended, Alex Rodriquez, the Yankees celebrity third baseman, sauntered over to Bruce Fromming and gave him an unsolicited compliment, something about how much he appreciated all of Fromming's years of professionalism...when I asked Rodriquez about it the next day, he shrugged. He said Fromming, the longest serving umpire, deserved it. "After all, all we do is tell them they're horseshit," Rodriquez said.

Skip this book if you don't love baseball. Even if you do love baseball, this book will only satisfy avid fans who find umpiring interesting. As an avid fan, I liked parts of this book and learned quite a lot about umpiring. The book, however, is too long and would benefit from from serious editing. A few stories by old umpires are interesting, but the last half of this book seems to be nothing but story after story.

I have a greater appreciation for umpires, although I still find some calls by umpires, especially in my softball leagues, to be questionable or down right inexcusable. In general, I haven't found umpires to be the most likable people and that didn't change after reading this book. For example, we see the world of umpires to be a proudly sexist realm.

Dali & I - Stan Lauryssens

But the biggest surprise was still to come. To my amazement, the balding, mustachioed, wrinkled Salvador Dali, weary with age, far outsold superstars Warren Beatty, Raquel Welch, Ursula Andress, Dustin Hoffman, Woody Allen, and even Elizabeth Taylor, the all-time beauty queen.

That's when I got my first lesson in life.

Dali sells.

An interesting combination of deceit, money, and art. The book will make you look at the art world differently. Here we see an insatiable greed for money bring out the worst in people. The author is a proud con man who seems to have little guilt in separating people from their money through elaborate schemes and lies. If one is believe the book, which claims to be accurate, Dali was himself quite a con artist. We see Dali portrayed as someone who cares more about money than the art world which he uses and abuses. The author is a willing participant in dealing fake art.

There are similarities here with the current world financial problems. We see investors seeking unrealistic returns on their money, greedy middlemen, and people at the top, in this case Dali and his handlers, who laugh all the way to the bank. I enjoyed reading this book and gaining insights into the corrupt side of the art world. I found it hard, however, to get beyond the author's detached look and participation.

A Mad Desire to Dance - Elie Wiesel

She has dark eyes and the smile of a frightened child. I searched for her all my life. Was it she who saved me from the silent death that characterizes resignation to solitude? And from madness in its terminal phase, terminal as we refer to cancer when incurable? Yes, the kind of madness in which one can find refuge, if not salvation?

Madness is what I'll talk to you about--madness burdened with memories and with eyes like everyone else's, though in my story the eyes are like those of a smiling child trembling with fear.

The Nobel winner has created a great book which tackles many challenging dilemmas. It is told from the perspective of a person struggling with madness while working with a psychoanalyst. The lives are intriguing as mysteries and insights are revealed as the book progresses. It is not surprising that Wiesel has focused on the effects of Nazis on Jewish people. Reading the book will challenge one's views on madness and sanity as the psychoanalyst works with her most unusual and difficult patient.

Weisel's prose is easy to read, but the story is complex in its structure. The book is rich with thoughts on good and evil, madness and sanity, god and the purpose of life. The title is apropos commenting on something uniquely human and yet not really supported by the world around us--a desire to dance.